Disclaimer: So I've seen a lot of people doing this so I figured it must be mandatory. I don't own any of the characters. Hope that's good enough!
Author's Note: I noticed my timeline isn't correct but whatever! Sam didn't leave before New Years; she stayed all through the December of the next year (According to this story). But you don't know if she'll leave yet. Ha ha! And Fez and Jackie are no longer together. I don't have many reviews, but it really doesn't bother me. Yes, I would like more reviews, but the ones I have gotten so far make me so happy! They really do keep a writer going. Anyways, I took my midterm and I wrote 13 pages! It seems pretty good to me. Thank you guys for being patient, I haven't really had time to write anything. And I wasn't in the mood, so I read a bunch of fanfics. If you're going to write, I think that you really need to be motivated, and tonight I just couldn't keep myself from coming back to write! The last chapter had many mistakes in it, as I am noticing, so I edited it! I'm soooo sorry for my literacy disabilities; I guess I don't realize them when I'm writing. I hope you guys enjoy this next chapter; I haven't planned anything out so it is just coming out as I write it. I find that listening to music really helps me write. I used to find it distracting, but if I want a certain emotion or to get into a certain era, I put on those kinds of tunes. My constant backing music for this story is Led Zeppelin, it's a given. But I'm going to integrate other songs into this story, as soon as I find songs that pertain to what I'm writing. If you haven't noticed, the chapters are named after Stones songs. That might change, but anyways: I hope you enjoy my next chapter!
Important Alert: I know, it sounds scary. BUT READ THIS! The song at the end of this chapter is called "Miss You" by The Rolling Stones. The lyrics are great and SERIOUSLY pertain to the chapter. But DO NOT, I repeat DO NOT play the song while reading it. The emotions are completely unmatching so it will ruin the whole mood of the scene! Thanks.
Miss You
Jackie woke up a few hours after her long slumber on the floor. Bing Crosby's voice no longer played, and the silence of her apartment was eerie. She lifted her head up and the blood rushed to her head, her eyes immediately washing over with a blurry effect. She placed her palms gingerly on the crown of her head and waited for the dizziness to subside.
The presents from Steven still lay right next to Jackie on the floor, and she repackaged them, pushing them towards the bottom of her tree.
What time is it? Jackie thought. She glanced up towards the clock on her wall and noticed that it was already 7:00.
"Crap!" Jackie announced to nobody in the room. She grabbed her second round of presents for the people she had missed earlier on and picked up her coat. She rushed out the door, not bothering to turn off the apartment lights, something that would probably run up her bills.
She was late for the Forman Christmas party. Again. She jumped in her car, jammed her key into the ignition, and tore down the street towards the Forman house. Her second home. More like her real home. She hadn't felt at home anywhere until she'd become a true part of that family. Her own mansion, the one she had loved as a kid, had become a cold, unfamiliar place, occupied only by her absent father on various weekends throughout the year. She had finally felt accepted when she started dating Steven, spending most of her time down in the basement in his room. But now that she wasn't welcome there, her only home was her apartment. And still, it didn't feel very familiar to her.
She was tired of disappointing Mrs. Forman. She had been her only faithful friend, albeit that she was old and Jackie had never really liked old people. Donna had ditched her for that… skank Sam. Fez was now too interested in his newest girlfriend, Cindy. She was a petite little blonde with a perky attitude that could rival Fez' random happiness. Jackie liked her. She was for once a friend who would converse with Jackie over make up.
Jackie and Fez had broken up shortly after getting together. While the beginning had been fun, him taking her disco dancing and buying her flowers, something she had always wanted, she ended up getting bored. No longer did she pine for someone who would kneel at her every beck and call. She wanted someone who would challenge her. Like Steven.
Jackie made it to the Formans' in record time. It had taken her ten minutes. She pulled up to the driveway, noticing that not many cars were parked there because most of the guests invited lived in or around the house. She recognized Kelso and Brook's van, along with Cindy's bright red car. She pulled hers to the very edge of the driveway and got out. It was just starting to snow again.
Pulling her coat collar closer around her neck, she marched her way up to the house and slipped inside. People whom she considered her family were scattered all around her house. Red, her second father, Kitty, her other mother, Bob, and his newest girlfriend, Tara, were all in the kitchen. Kitty held a red daiquiri in her hand and she squealed in delight as Jackie walked in.
"Oh, Jackie, you made it! We were all so worried." Her words slurred slightly on the ends and Jackie could smell the sweet, yet pungent alcohol on her breath. She smiled at Mrs. Forman. She always got slightly tipsy on Christmas, but never enough to spoil the day. She was much better than Jackie's mother at holding her liquor.
Jackie passed hugs around the group and moved on into the living room. Leo and WB sat on the couch, both of them looking slightly passive, their eyes glazed over. Jackie could only guess what that meant.
"Wow, Leo. I haven't done that in years!"
"Done what in years, man?"
"You know… the old puff, puff, pass!"
"Yeah, me neither. I used to love that show. The dragon was so trippy, man!"
"No… Leo. I haven't done reefer in a while. You get me?"
"Oh, I used to love that movie too, man. Reefer Madness has been my how to guide for life since I was a kid!"
WB and Jackie both shook their heads at hearing the absence of Leo's brain in his head. Maybe he had lost it in the war. Maybe it was too much weed that he had smoked. Jackie lodged that into the back of her brain, reminding her to tell Steven that he should be careful.
WB immediately looked up to see Jackie staring at the two with a slight smile playing around her lips, and his eyes turned sheepish.
"Oh, uh, hey Jackie! Didn't notice you there. Uh, when did you come in?!" WB immediately stood up and gave her a hug. Even though Hyde and her were no longer together, he still carried her close to his heart. She was a real firecracker.
"Oh, only a minute…" Jackie trailed off. She was could see that WB was worried he'd been caught. "And don't worry. Leo will never get you. Unless if you grow your hair out and stop taking showers. I guess all those hippy people speak his language!"
They shared a laugh and Jackie patted him on the shoulder, turning around to head towards the basement. She ran down the stairs quickly, almost tripping twice. She stopped on the bottom ledge of the stairs and her voice rang out, "I'm here!"
Everyone turned towards her in bewilderment, until Eric jumped up.
"Oh, yay, Jackie! We just knew that Christmas couldn't start until you were here!"
"Really?" Jackie stared incredulously at Forman.
"Yeah, you know. You really bring the spirit into our…" Forman ended his false speech with a raspberry in her direction. The gang immediately turned their eyes back towards the TV and ignored Jackie's presence, except for Donna who patted the space next to her. Jackie went around the couch, noticing that Steven's chair was empty.
She sat down and impatiently watched the TV, her foot tapping. She was nervous of what Steven was doing. After a minute of sitting there, Jackie noticed that the volume on the TV was extremely low.
"What's…" Jackie was immediately cut off by Kelso holding a finger to his mouth and staring impatiently at her. He whispered his loudest "Shh!" to her, and then flipped his eyes back towards its previous focal point.
Eric pointed back towards Hyde's room and she immediately heard the sounds of two voices talking. Jackie cringed. She didn't want to listen to Steven and Sam making love. Scratch that. She didn't want to listen to the sounds of Steven and Sam fucking. She couldn't ever consider what they did to be 'making love'. She immediately picked herself up to leave the room, then heard something she wasn't expecting.
"Well I have a right to know why you're doing this!" Sam yelled at Hyde.
He was growing impatient with her continuous questions as to his sudden dismissal of her. They had been fine before, although the arguing was constant. He guessed fine meant that they were having okay sex. She was talented, but it wasn't passionate or anything. It was just hot.
"Is this because of her? Jackie? That… nasty bitch that you used to go out with?!"
"No! I already told you I don't give a shit about her anymore!" Hyde yelled at Sam. "She's got nothing to do with it, now will you just leave?!"
Sam was furious with Hyde. They had been fine this morning. She was baffled, and immediately began packing her bags. Hyde grabbed her clothes lying around the room and threw them into her suitcase, not caring to fold them. When she was done, she picked up the suitcase and smashed it against him.
Damn, it was heavy. Hyde heaved a breath and deflected the bag back towards her, but she was already out the door. As he stepped out of his room behind her, he noticed all of his friends sitting there looking back towards the door. Except for Jackie. She sat at the very end of the couch and had her chin propped up by her hand, her eyes wandering off somewhere into space. Her eyes looked like they held the sadness of a thousand mourned losses.
He followed Sam to the exit door and she turned around one last time. This was the final blow he knew he would have coming, and he prepared for it. His face immediately masked over in Zen. He knew it wouldn't hurt him. It would embarrass him. Not only in front of his friends, but also in front of her. He already knew Kelso, Forman, and Fez would try to burn him as much as possible with this. But the one it would affect most would be Jackie. She had probably heard all of it. Her would no longer have an excuse to be mean to her. He would no longer have a distraction not to think of her.
"And Hyde," Sam paused to sweep her eyes over the room, making sure all eyes were on her so that everyone would pay attention to what she was about to say. She would totally burn Hyde, something she had learned from him. Kelso was on the edge of his seat. Fez was staring at her boobs. Eric had his brows furrowed in confusion, and Donna was holding onto his shoulder tightly. Jackie was the only one not looking. Oh well, she didn't matter anyways. "I'm already married!"
"What?!" everyone shouted in unison.
"Yep. I married you cause I was bored, and because you looked pathetic hanging on all those strippers in the club!" With that, Sam stepped out of the basement into the cold air, slamming the door behind her. She had made her final appearance in the gang's life.
Inside, Hyde stood with his hands out in front of him, his mouth agape in shock. He stood there for a few seconds and then recomposed himself, quickly remembering his Zen. He picked a can a beer up out of the shower and sat down on his chair, quickly popping the can open.
Everyone's eyes were locked on Hyde, their mouths hanging open. He still couldn't look at them, so Hyde turned his eyes towards Jackie. Her eyes were still looking off into the distance. Seemed like she hadn't reacted to any of it all.
And then the inevitable happened…
"BUUUURRRRNNNNNN!!!!" Kelso screeched. He immediately jumped up and pointed at Hyde. "Hyde man, your stripper wife left you! Does that mean I get to do it with her?"
Hyde was too wrapped up in the situation that he forgot to frog Kelso. Kelso looked at him in amazement, and decided to frog himself. He reared his fist back and hit it into his own shoulder.
"Ow, Hyde man, what was that for?!" Kelso chuckled. It still didn't hurt as much as Hyde's fist did, but it would do.
"Hey, Hyde. I'm sorry man… look…" Eric began.
"You guys enjoy the show?" Hyde looked at all of his friends petulantly. But he spared a less bitter look towards Jackie. Yet still not nice. It just looked like he tasted something sour. He was the one facing the public embarrassment, yet she looked so lost. He picked himself up and moved towards his room, slamming the door behind him. He put his hands over his face and rubbed them up through his hair in frustration. He flopped over onto his bed and thought of what had just happened.
He wasn't sad; he was actually kind of… relieved. But he was frustrated as well. She had burned him. And he'd sent her away without any insight as to whether he and Jackie would ever get back together. After spending a few minutes in his room, he recomposed himself and went back out into the main room. All of his friends were talking in hushed whispered. Jackie was gone.
Donna was the first to speak. "So Hyde, why did you just break up with her?" Donna was always the one to be more upfront with his relationship problems. She was probably the only one who understood him in that department.
"Oh… I got bored. And I met someone new, cheated on her." His Zen composure stayed plastered on his face. But Eric and Donna were not blind, and they could clearly see it was over something else. Kelso was shocked and couldn't comprehend, and Fez was anticipating Sam coming back to have hot makeup sex with Hyde that he could possibly listen to.
"Whatever." Hyde shrugged and pushed himself up off the chair, allowing his body to move up the stairs into the living room. Everyone stared after him and then quickly jumped off of their own seats, following him upstairs.
When Hyde made it upstairs, he noticed that WB and Leo were seated around Jackie. She held one of Mrs. Forman's daiquiris in her hand and it looked like she had already drank more than one. Yep. There were two more glasses on the table in front of her. She hadn't been up here that long, so Hyde figured she must have downed those like there was no tomorrow.
"Hey, Loud Girl! Did Hyde tell you he was going to marry you? He went to Chicago for you, man!" Jackie's eyes immediately flashed in some emotion – anger, remembrance, sadness – Hyde couldn't tell what it was.
"Yeah, Leo, I know. But now he's married to a stripper." Jackie's eyes cast downward on her last words. "We're not together anymore."
"Hyde married a stripper?! I did that once… her name was Ms. Kitty. Boy, was she a sweet one. But then she met a man she loved named Blue, and she left me for him." Jackie and WB glanced at each other, grinning like fools. Hyde cleared his throat and the two of them looked up, except for Leo, whose eyes showed that he was lost in thought. Jackie's eyes immediately deflected away and WB was none the wiser as to what had just happened in the basement mere minutes ago.
Jackie took another sip of her drink, finding her only solace in something that would make her forget. Forget what he had said.
"No! I already told you I don't give a shit about her anymore!"
She repeated it in her head a thousand times. It wouldn't leave her. It was permanently branded into her mind, the cool inflection of his voice passing from ear to ear.
"Hey, Steven! Where's the old ball and chain?" Hyde shifted on his feet uncomfortably.
"Oh, uh, she's gone. We're umm… over." WB's eyebrows raised in shock but he said nothing. He had the idea that Hyde didn't want to talk about this with Jackie around.
When Jackie's drink had been successfully downed in her final sip, she headed back into the kitchen. "Mrs. Forman, another one please!" Her movements were becoming slightly clumsy as she nearly tripped and landed into the counter, a fit of laughter erupting from her. None of the other adults were paying her mind; their attention was focused on their card game, so they weren't monitoring her liquor. Mrs. Forman made her another strawberry daiquiri and sent her on her way.
Jackie stumbled back into the main living room to find all the kids sitting around, chatting with Leo and WB. She sipped gingerly on her drink. She tried to step around Eric's mass, lying on the floor with his arms tucked under his chin and his legs splayed out, but she lost her balance. She was definitely more inebriated than she thought. She nearly fell to the floor, daiquiri in hand, but she was caught up against a strong chest. She looked up into the eyes of Steven and sighed. When she reopened her eyes, she began giggling at the serious look on his face. She even snorted when her laughing grew uncontrollable.
Everyone turned to her in shock. Jacqueline Burkhart did not snort. Hyde immediately righted her and pulled her by the hand, out of the front door and onto the small porch.
"Jackie, how much have you had to drink?" Hyde was looking at her impatiently. He'd always been able to hold his liquor, well at least a lot of it. But her, on the other hand, she was a lightweight. And she did stupid stuff when she was drunk.
"Not that much, Steven! Stop trying to ruin the fuuuunnn. Leo and I were just going to sing carols!" Hyde smirked at her, knowing she couldn't sing. She wouldn't dare for fear of making herself look stupid.
"Whatever, Jackie. You hate singing, and you definitely don't snort. So pull your little cheerleader-self together so I can get on with my night and not have to worry about you."
Jackie laughed haughtily at him and her gaze turned from drowsy to cold in an instant. "You don't have to look after me, Steven! I don't need anyone to look after me!" She kicked her toes into Steven's shins and he doubled over in pain. Dammit, he HATED it when she did that! But it was slightly endearing. It was slightly… cute.
Jackie opened the door and slammed it in front of Steven's face. Rarely ever did they have a civil conversation anymore. It was always so bitter.
She placed her back up against the door and rolled her head back until her eyes were directed up at the ceiling. On the other side of the mass of carved wood, Hyde did the same. He shut his eyes in annoyance, in regret, in anger, in fear. Everything was crashing down on him at once. He didn't need this. He didn't deserve this. He turned around and immediately yanked the door back towards him, only to notice that Jackie was leaned up against it the same way he had been.
Jackie's eyes flew open in surprise and she felt herself drifting backwards. It was like she was floating downward, out of heaven and into hell. Falling was more like it. She was falling into hell. Maybe Eric had been right about her. Maybe she was the devil.
Hyde's arms immediately flew out on instinct and he caught Jackie just as she let out a light yelp. Her arms immediately locked onto Hyde's strong ones, and she wouldn't let go for fear of reaching the ground. For fear of reaching her final destination.
She'd been on Cloud Nine when she and Steven were together. She'd begun to fall when he had chosen Sam over her. She had yet to reach the ground, but she felt as though it was looming on the horizon. Every step she took brought her closer to the edge.
Time passed. The clocks ticked. Jackie was still caught in Hyde's arms as her thoughts mulled over the relation to her emotional fall and her literal fall. Maybe she'd jumped. She'd pushed him into an ultimatum. She'd jumped, and he hadn't jumped in after her.
No one else in the room had noticed the little exchange going on. They were all too enraptured in White Christmas being played on the television.
Jackie's eyes once again brimmed over in tears, for the umpteenth time today. She didn't know how much more she could release. Instead of letting her go, Hyde pulled her outside with him and closed the door softly. She was still caught in his arms, her feet dragging behind her until he grabbed her legs and sat them down on the porch. He pulled her towards him until her head was resting on his shoulder and her knees were at level with his other shoulder. For once, she didn't try to hide her emotions.
The tears just continued to rush out, moving as fast as the water of a river flows by.
"Shhhh… it's okay. I got you. I got you." And for once, Hyde wasn't ignoring her tears. He was comforting her. He was there for her.
"Oh, God, Steven. What have I done?" Her whisper was barely audible, but he heard it. Her mouth was placed right next to his ear. Her breath tickled his neck and he shivered in response. His eyes closed.
What had she done? Hyde was shocked with her. She had done nothing, not that he didn't deserve. What have I done? That was the real question.
But he couldn't take back all those dismissals, all those burns, all those lies from her. They were there. The days gone past could not be relived. All that could be done would be to form new truths, to make up for all that had been said in the past.
As Jackie laid there in Steven's arms, her tears eventually subsided and she began to tremble from the cold. She wasn't wearing much out here, her coat and other winter paraphernalia were still inside. He lifted her up and reached his hand out to the front door knob.
"No. I don't want them to see me like this… I just… I can't." She sobbed. He understood her and turned towards the garage. He moved around the side and brought her through the door that led to the basement. He stepped down easily, she was so light.
Hyde moved to set her on the couch but then made a quick decision. He stepped away from the couch and brought her back to his room, setting her down lightly on the bed.
Jackie inhaled. It still smelled like him. But she could smell her. Her tears picked up again, and this time they started to flow even heavier. Hyde was confused. She seemed like an emotional train wreck.
"Is there something wrong, Jackie?" She shook her head and rolled away from him, so that her body was facing towards the wall.
"Jackie, come on. What did I do wrong?" Jackie tried to shake his hand off as he placed it on her shoulder, and his patience was wearing thin. It always did.
She turned towards him reluctantly and swept her eyes over his room before setting them finally back on him. "It's just… it's just… It smells like you in here. And her. It smells like her."
Jackie was never this unfiltered. She was usually good at keeping all this kind of stuff hidden from him. He heard Jackie sniffle as she turned her body back towards the wall.
God, her body ached. Jackie could feel her heart tearing in two. Sam was everywhere in here, although she didn't have any belongings left around. It didn't matter that she was gone. She still had her mark all over Hyde's room. There was even a photo booth picture taped up to the wall above Hyde's bed. In the first one, both were making silly faces. The next two consisted of the regular smiles and then the one that caught them by surprise. But it was the last one that really got to her. Hyde's hands were buried in Sam's blonde locks, and their lips were locked in a passionate kiss.
Jackie groaned. Hyde followed her line of sight and saw that picture he'd hated to take with Sam. Every pose had been forced. She'd pulled his hands into her hair, forced him to kiss her. Even the one where they were smiling, he'd been forced.
He immediately reached his hand out and ripped the picture off the wall, throwing it onto his dresser. How much more could he hurt her? What else could he do that would be so cruel to her? She probably thought that he had placed that there on purpose, just for her to see it.
Hyde placed his knee on his bed and then sank down next to Jackie, placing his hand on her side as he stroked her smooth arms absent-mindedly.
"Look, Jackie. I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring you in here. You wanna go out and lie on the couch?" Jackie shook her head immediately and grabbed his blankets up into her fist, curling them around her body. She turned around to face Hyde and pulled his body flush against hers, cuddling her face into his warm, strong chest.
"I miss you," she whispered.
"Jackie…" Hyde began. But Jackie cut him off.
"No… Steven. Don't say anything, just hold me." And so he held on to her. He rocked her until her eyes drifted shut. But she couldn't sleep. She wasn't tired. But even more so, she didn't want to waste any of her moments with Steven. She wanted to remember all the times she spent with him.
I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you
They sat there like that for what seemed like forever. It could have been hours, it could have been minutes. It could maybe have even been seconds. But they were lost in each other's embrace.
I've been hanging on the phone
I've been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you
Hyde was never like this. He was usually so spirited in his refusal to show any emotion. But today, he was lethargic. And all he wanted was to feel the comfort of Jackie's small arms around his waist. He wanted to feel her sweet breath tickle his neck, his chest, his face. He could hear her whisperings words, but they were too quick for him to understand any of them.
Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been starring in my dreams
Lord I miss you
And suddenly, Jackie's tears were over. Her body shook only slightly. Her fingers loosened their grip on Hyde's waist. She pushed her body up until her face was aligned with his. She looked into his blue eyes, unmasked by those sunglasses that she thought made him look sexy, but also which covered over everything he was feeling.
Hyde's breath became labored as her body sidled up against his. She was already getting him hard by just her presence. Now this?
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine that say,
"Hey, what's the matter man?
Suddenly Hyde's attention was focused on Jackie's lips. And before he could lean in to kiss her, she had already crashed her lips down onto his. Her mouth searched his hungrily and he shifted her by her waist, moving her from his side to straddle his hips.
While Hyde had been unsure at first, his kisses became fervent as he pulled her chest up against his. Holding Jackie by her sides, he pulled her down onto him until they were grinding slowly.
I guess I'm lying to myself
It's just you and no one else
Lord I won't miss you child
There kisses grew even more passionate as they tumbled over each other, rolling on the small bed because they couldn't get enough of each other. Jackie moaned into Hyde's mouth and he took her breath into him. He was breathing her in; every part of her he had ever missed was being sucked back into him.
You've been blotting out my mind
Fooling on my time
No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah
"Where's the shirt. Where's my shirt?" Jackie had pulled away from the kiss and was giving him light pecks on the lip while he tried to catch her lips with his again.
"What shirt…?" And then Hyde understood. He stared at her in amazement for a moment, then reached down beside his bed and pulled out his favorite Led Zeppelin shirt. Her shirt.
Jackie slipped her hands under her black sweater and pulled it up over her head. She had no more inhibitions with Steven, she didn't mind if he saw her in her bra. His eyes swept over her hungrily and his hands reached out to rub the smooth skin on her waist.
"God, Jackie, you get more… beautiful each day." He was embarrassed to say it, but he hadn't caught himself in time not to. Hyde couldn't see Jackie's face because his shirt was slipping over her head, blocking her from view for a moment.
Her face finally reappeared and she was inside of the one thing he thought looked sexier on her than her cheerleading outfit. She lifted the cotton between two fingers and placed it below her nose, embracing the smell of him and her combined.
"Oh, puddin…" She sighed and closed her eyes, willing herself to remember their last encounter of this kind.
XxxxxxX
"Mmm, Jackie. That shirt looks so sexy on you…" Hyde watched Jackie as she danced around his room in his shirt and her underwear. Nothing else. Her hips swayed to the sounds of The Beatles and he couldn't keep that goofy smile off of his face.
"Come here before I pull you over." But Jackie refused to come to him. She was intoxicating. She winked at him and cocked one finger towards him in a come hither movement.
"Nope. You gotta come here." Jackie stuck her bottom lip out at his response and did her trademark pout. It always worked on him.
But not this time. This time, Hyde shook his head no. And now not only was Jackie growing impatient, but her lust and desire for him grew stronger by the second. He looked so sexy in his boxers, having just been roused from sleep by her chirping voice. Morning sex. It was one of her favorite ways to greet him in the earlier hours of the day.
Resolving to get him back, Jackie slowly sauntered over to Hyde and crawled her way up across him, placing her legs around his body and straddling him.
"You are so lucky that is my favorite shirt, or it would've been in shreds by now." Jackie threw him her most flirtatious smile and began coaxing his fingers through the bottom of her shirt and up her bare stomach. His hands finally found her breasts and he began teasing them with the soft pads of his fingers.
"Ohhh, Steven." Jackie whispered. The look on her face was priceless, her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted, and her head tilted up towards the sky.
Very carefully, he slipped the shirt over her head to reveal her sitting on him in only her underwear. The cold weather and his stimulation kept her breasts hard and he began to move his hands more south. He trailed his fingers over her underwear, arousing a gasp of pleasure from Jackie's mouth.
Putting his fingers in the edges of Jackie's undergarments, he slipped them down her legs until they were dangling from his fingers, and he dropped them onto the floor. So she was naked, and now it was his turn.
She followed his own motions, pulling the boxers down his body to reveal his erect manhood.
"Mmm… Steven. Does this big boy need some special treatment?" Jackie inflected her voice so the innuendo was clear. God, she was making him hard.
He wasted no time in flipping her over, so that she lay underneath him. He lined himself up with her and slowly sunk into her, fully encasing himself after a few strokes.
They moved up and down each other in unison, his breath becoming more labored and her moans growing louder. They moved like this, him grinding into her and her pressuring her hips onto him, until both of them came together.
They laid in each other's embrace after that, her head resting on his chest as she listened to his erratic heart beats begin to slow down. It was the few times like these, when they were relaxed together, that she felt everything in their relationship was perfectly lined up.
And the next day, she would demand more from him and end their relationship and all they had built, for good.
XxxxxxX
"Steven…" Jackie breathed heavily in his mouth, their lips swollen from the passionate kissing. But he was too caught up in their kisses and couldn't stop. She tried again, "Steven." She slowly pulled away and placed her soft palm on the side of his face, stroking the light stubble that was forming there. She looked him dead on into his piercing blue eyes, remembering all the times she had seen everything she wished to see in them.
"Can we just… lie here?" Jackie wanted to kiss and makeup, but it was just too much for her. She thought they should talk before they did anything serious. They still had problems to face.
"Sure, baby." Steven rested himself down on the pillow and pulled her head down onto his chest. He placed his hands soothingly on her back and rubbed comforting circles.
And from there they drifted into sleep, each one dreaming of the other. And they wouldn't wake for a while. The restful slumber they found in each others completely surpassed all other nights of sleep they had gotten before. It was like they were in a coma, one they were stuck in together. Her mind drifted open with dreams of Steven kissing her and telling her he'd made a mistake, while Hyde's mind was a tad bit dirtier. His dreams picked up where they had left off and they continued to make love. But in his dreams, he wasn't afraid to tell her what he felt. In his dreams, he would tell her that he loved her a thousand times a day if it would make her smile.
Neither of them could be stirred until their minds were ready to part from their calm state and their bodies to move from each other's embrace. Even the familiar sound of Kitty, heard only two years ago in a similar situation, calling "Presents!" could not wake them up. Instead, they stayed connected to each other in their warm hold, and slept until their hearts had swelled and burst, each one finding a new way to resolve the torment they had faced when their love had pushed them over the edge, sending them both falling into the abyss.
Lord, I miss you child
Author's Note: I hope that was okay! I should really get to bed now, I need chapstick. Anyways, tonight, I watched Family Guy and was graced with the voice of Mila Kunis. She actually has a very soothing voice; great for voice acting! That show is seriously hilarious. The writing is so great. And then I watched Punk'd with Danny Masterson. That was one of the best episodes. He got so mad at the kid! And he looked so hot. He had his cigarette hanging out of his mouth (yes smoking is a turn off but on him it just looked hot). He looked like a bad guy who does the right thing, you'd know what I'm talking about if you've seen that episode. Anyways, he is so handsome! Haha, I wish he and Mila Kunis could be dating. They'd be really cute. Enjoy this chapter, the next one should be up fairly soon.