Disclaimer: Don't own anything but the slightly changed plotline.
This one's gonna have to have a lot of add-ins sense it what mostly about Eric, so... but that's okay, add-ins are fun :)
Warning: Implied child abuse and some sexual content
"Okay," Eric said as he handed over his class notes, "This is basically all you need to know about Bohr's theory of atomic structure."
He was standing next to his Cruiser in the student parking lot with someone he never thought he'd be talking to, Buddy Morgan, one of the most popular guys in school, despite being just as scrawny and bad with sports as Eric. Eric can only assume it's because of Buddy's money that kids like him so much.
"Cool," Buddy smiled as he took the notes, "Thanks, man, I appreciate it." Or it could be because Buddy's nice and down to earth despite his riches, and gets along with basically everyone. "Listen," Buddy asked, "You really don't mind me being your lab partner?"
"No," Eric shook his head, grinning obliviously, "Why would I mind?"
Buddy looked a little nervous, glancing around, "Just cuz, uh... ya know, I just... tend to blow stuff up." He shook his head quickly, walking toward his car to get out of the conversation, digging through his jacket pocket to get his keys.
"Whoa..." Eric followed him, looking a little nervous as Buddy walked toward the very expensive looking Trans Am, "Buddy, what're you doing?"
Buddy gave him a funny look, speaking slowly as if Eric couldn't understand, "Unlocking my car."
"No way!" Eric grinned excitedly, "This is your car? Oh, man, you're the guy I hate."
"Yeah," Buddy laughed a little, "Yeah, that'd be me."
"Can I just..." Eric trailed off, motioning toward the car.
"Yeah, man," Buddy smiled at him as he ran toward the passenger side with the excitement of a child catching up to an ice cream truck.
"I'm so glad you're my lab partner," Eric said as he examined the car.
"I could give you a ride if you want," Buddy offered as he opened the driver's door.
"Ah, yeah!" Eric exclaimed, immediately opening the passenger door, "Let's go!"
Just as Buddy gets settled, ready to insert the keys, Eric begins playing with the window, grinning as he watches open and close smoothly. Behind him, Buddy gave him a funny look and briefly grinned before schooling his features to a blank look.
"Don't do that," He ordered.
Eric immediately stopped, pouting.
"I'm kidding," Buddy grinned, started the car.
Eric smiled excitedly, once again playing with the window.
"Where the hell is Forman, man?" Hyde asked irritantly a couple hours later, standing next to the Cruiser with Kelso, hands stuffed into his pockets, shoulders hunched up, shaking his legs in an attempt to get warm, "This isn't like him."
"I'm really startin' to get worried," Kelso said anxiously, "What if somethin' happened to 'em?"
"Nothin' happened to 'em," Hyde replied, a clipped note in his voice. He's freezing his ass off waiting for Forman, and Kelso's mothering isn't helping his mood.
"What if he's lost or-r-or hurt somewhere?" Kelso asked and Hyde gave him an annoyed look, replying sarcastically, "Calm down, Lassie, I'm sure Timmy's just fine."
Kelso paused for a small moment before looking back at Hyde, "Well, maybe we should check the school morgue."
Hyde gave him a look that was somehow both completely blank and annoyed, "Kelso, the school doesn't have a morgue."
Kelso gave a confused look, glancing around in thought before throwing a hand out of his pocket in exasperation, "Then what'd we pay all those taxes for?"
Hyde titled his head back in annoyance, sticking a tongue into the inside of his cheek before looking back at Kelso, "You know what kills me," He said, "You do better in school than I do." Though Hyde had to admit, the lessons and the assignments were relatively simple to him; if he actually did the work, he'd probably be an honor's student.
Kelso pouted at him, "I'm worried, man."
"Okay, fine," Hyde tried to placate him, "Let's just be logical, alright. I mean, Forman's not just gonna ditch us. The Cruiser's battery's probably dead or somethin'." He tried to open the passenger door, tugging on the handle several times in an angry manner before huffing and giving up.
"Ya know what," Kelso said after he gave up on the door, "It's startin' to get late. Maybe we should just start walkin'."
"No, no, no," Hyde said quickly, "I am not walking. If God wanted us to walk, He wouldn't have given us Forman." Besides, it's like, six miles from the school to Forman's; eight miles from the school to his house. He is so not walking.
Kelso only pouted at him, nodding resignedly.
"Oh my God," Jackie smiled excitedly from her seat at the front of the Hub, looking at who pulled up, "That's Buddy Morgan."
"Ah, man," Donna said, watching as he and Eric stepped out of the Trans Am, "I had such a crush on him in seventh grade."
"He is driving the fire chariot of the sun god," Fez smiled. Donna and Jackie only gave him funny looks; no matter how hard they tried for him, they would never understand his homeland's culture.
"He's with Eric," Jackie said as Fez took a seat beside her, "This is a serious clique breach."
"A serious clique breach?" Donna exclaimed in a falsely surprised voice, "Well, that's the worst kind."
"Look, Buddy is in the rich kid clique," Jackie explained, using the mustard bottle as an example, "They mingle with the jock clique," she grabbed the ketchup bottle, "Then you have your smokers," the pepper, "And your heads," the salt, "Rich kids can be smokers, and jocks can be heads, but jocks cannot be smokers unless they're rich." Jackie smiled at her work as she mingled the bottles and shakers into their proper places.
Donna watches in amazed amusement, unable to believe that Jackie put so much work into something so trivial, wondering for the millionth time how Hyde fell for that. But then, thinking about it, she furrowed her brows in confusion.
"What about Larry Mosely?" She asked, "He's a rich jock smoker head."
"Okay, now you're just being difficult," Jackie pouted, her work ruined by the simple question.
The doorbell jingled as Eric and Buddy entered the Hub, and Eric immediately made his way over to their table, smiling, "Hey, guys."
Jackie furrowed her brows a little, wondering where Steven and Kelso were if Eric was here, but decided to ignore it and figure out what happened later.
"Buddy, you know everyone, right?" Eric asked.
"Yea-no," Buddy stumbled a little when he saw Fez, "I don't think we've actually met."
"I am Fez," Fez answered, shaking Buddy's offered hand, "My gosh, Buddy, with a car like that, you must be knee deep in whores."
Buddy could only give him a confused smile, looking at Eric for assistance.
"Okay," Eric said immediately, "Let's go back to my house."
Everyone agreed, grabbing their coats and following Eric and Buddy to the Trans Am.
"Hey," Fez smiled happily, eyes glued to the TV playing Gilligan, "They're finally getting off the island."
He was sitting in the lawn chair. Donna was on the couch next to him, Eric sitting in the middle on the back of the couch. Jackie sat on the side closest to Hyde's chair, glancing nervously from the TV to Buddy, sitting in Hyde's seat; Steven took that chair from his house, and she knew how possessive he was of his things considering he doesn't have a lot of them. But nobody would listen to her warning, letting Buddy take his chair, despite knowing how Hyde reacts to people in his seat.
"No, Fez," Eric replied in a rather bored manner, "They're not getting off the island."
"But, they have a clock and a radio," Fez smiled patronizingly, "What could go wrong?"
They watched the TV for a moment before Fez shook his head in disappointment, "Oh, Jilligan," He sighed, mispronouncing the name.
The basement door opened, and Jackie furrowed her eyebrows in concern when she saw Steven and Kelso enter, obviously freezing. They were trembling and their breaths were shaky and heavy due to the cold air. And, when their eyes landed on Eric, looking extremely pissed, it became rather obvious to her that Eric ended up ditching them at school. (Quick question; does anybody know why cold air makes people breath heavy?)
"Oh, hey, guys," Eric smiled obliviously, and Jackie rolled her eyes, knowing Eric was going to be bloody by the end of the day, "Where've you been?"
"Where've we- where've you been?" Kelso cried indignantly, obviously just as pissed as Hyde, "We've been worried sick about you!"
"We had to walk all the way here, man, my feet are killin' me!" Hyde snapped.
"Are your fingers broken?" Kelso said angrily, grabbing Eric's hand in a mock examination of them, "You can't use a phone?"
"Do you know how freezing it is outside?" Hyde asked in a clipped tone, "And I'm wearin' my uncle's boots, so now I have a blister!"
Jackie winced a little; he couldn't afford new boots, so he was stuck with his uncle's two-sizes-too-small, four years old boots. Stubborn idiot wouldn't let her buy new ones for him.
"Shaggy, Scooby, we've got company," Donna said irritantly, pointing at Buddy, and Jackie rolled her eyes again. You would think by now they would know not to push Steven when he's obviously pissed enough already. You would think by now they would know not to point out Buddy, because that would only make him Steven's next target, especially considering he's in Steven's chair. She sighed, already knowing what was going to happen when Steven's eyes narrowed in on Buddy in his seat.
"Oh yeah," Hyde said in a falsely calm tone as he made his way to his seat, "Buddy Morgan. Yeah, I know you."
"Yeah, I guess it's my fault," Buddy smiled obliviously, "I gave a Eric a ride home, so-"
"Get outta my chair!" Hyde snapped, jerking his thumb behind him in an ordering manner.
"Okay," Buddy said quickly, immediately removing himself from the seat.
"I really have to be going anyways," He smiled nervously as Hyde carelessly dropped his binder on the coffee table, taking his seat, "Oh, hey," he pointed at Eric, "Your car's still at school, huh?"
At least he sounds guilty, Jackie thought, Eric's just basking in is new clique. Sure, she was proud of him before, but he left her Steven to freeze, and that was unacceptable.
"Yeah, you're damn right it is," Kelso replied, obviously still pissed.
"I could drop you off," Buddy offered, and Eric's face lit up as he stood.
"Oh, yeah, sure," He looks at the guys, "And I'm real sorry I forgot about you."
His attempt to sound contrite is ruined when Buddy offers him the keys, "You wanna drive?"
"HELL YES!" He yelled, snatching the keys and racing up the basement stairs, Buddy calmly following him.
Fez hopped from his chair, running after them, "I call backseat!"
"See that?" Kelso asked irritantly as he took a seat between Donna and Jackie as Hyde slowly lifted his feet on the coffee table, the small boots obviously making him sore as he scrunched up his face, holding onto his legs right above his knees; Jackie pouted at him sympathetically, rubbing the arm closest to her, "He just ditched us again."
"Okay, what's your problem with Buddy?" Donna asked, "I mean, he seems nice enough."
"Who cares?" Kelso sighed out, leaning his head against the back of the couch, closing his eyes, "I'm tired and I never wanna walk anywhere again."
"Who cares if he's nice?" Hyde snorted resentfully, "Screw 'em, man. He's got the car, the money, the family, the teachers like 'em, the counselors like 'em, everybody likes 'em. I hate 'em."
To Donna, Hyde probably sounded like a jealous child, but Jackie knew he was just feeling abandoned. She can't help but feel a little annoyed that their friends never notice anything. Eric ditched his friends to hang out with a rich kid that owns much better things than they do; he feels like Eric is replacing him with someone better. There was also that tiny bit of resentment he had; Buddy was just as rich as Jackie, but he didn't have any of the family problems she had, and she knew Steven would be irritated by that. Why should she have to suffer if the other rich kids don't?
"Hyde, don't you think you're overreacting just a little bit?" Donna asked, and Jackie rolled her eyes for the millionth time. God, their friends are stupid.
"Donna, let me tell you somethin', okay," He replied impatiently, "When high school's over, Buddy Morgan's goin' to a great college, and then he's gonna get some high paying job like mommy and daddy. You know where I'm gonna be? Sittin' right here in my uncle's boots."
There was also that, Jackie thought. Steven can't afford to do much with his life, and he's scared he's going to end up in a rut like his parents.
"Well," Jackie tried to placate him, smiling slightly, "At least you've got great friends."
He just looked at her.
"And I'll always be here," She tried.
"Awwww," Donna and Kelso cooed sarcastically.
Hyde ignored them, "Thanks, Jackie," He said, placing a hand on her knee before looking at the TV.
Jackie glanced at his hand before looking at him, "Steven," She glanced at Donna and Kelso, "There are people here."
"Sorry," He replied neutrally, keeping his eyes on the TV. Donna shook her head before looking at the TV, smiling in a way that made it obvious she was trying not to laugh. Kelso was barely paying attention, his eyes still closed and his head still resting against the couch; he almost looked asleep.
"Steven," Jackie smiled, her voice tight from trying to hold back laughter, "Move your hand."
He simply rubbed his hand up and down her the front of her thigh, and she held her hand over her eyes, bursting into giggles; Donna's shoulders shook from silent laughter.
Jackie shook her head, still smiling as she grabbed his hand and tossed it into his lap.
"Number ten, your order is ready!" Frank said into the microphone, though it seemed kind of pointless; they had a counter in the back with all the arcade games, so all Frank had to do was shout to front of the Hub, which was relatively quiet compared to the back, despite having one or two arcade games as well.
Hyde kept his arms folded on the counter, resting his chin on them as he watched Jackie boredly sort out the condiments; they sat next to each other on the bench seat, keeping the two chairs open.
"Yeah, I'll be right there," Kelso answered, keeping his eyes on the arcade game next to the entrance.
"Number ten," Frank replied in a clipped tone, and Hyde smirked a little, knowing that Frank is not one to argue with, "I have limited counter space, please remove your hot dog." Hyde rolled his eyes at Frank's words, able to see plenty of space from his seat.
"Alright," Kelso said irritantly after a moment of glancing back and forth between his game and Frank.
"I don't see why you can't just serve us our food, Frank," Kelso said as he rested a hand on the counter, using the other to grab the small red basket containing his hot dog, "We are paying customers, you know."
"I did not lose a leg in Vietnam so that I could serve hot dogs to teenagers," Frank said in a snippy tone.
Kelso looked confused for a moment, glancing over the counter to look at Frank's legs, "But, you got both your legs, Frank."
"Like I said," Frank replied, "I did not lose a leg in Vietnam."
Kelso rolled his eyes, taking his hot dog to Jackie and Hyde's table as Donna entered the Hub.
"Hey guys," She said, taking off her coat and sitting in the chair next to Jackie.
"Hey, man, where's Forman," Hyde asked.
"I don't know," Donna replied, looking confused, "He's not with me."
"He's with that damn Buddy again," Hyde snipped, "Ya know, he only hangs out with Buddy cuz he's gotta Trans Am."
"So," Donna replied, trying to defend her boyfriend for ditching his friends, "You only hang out with Eric cuz of the Vista Cruiser and the basement."
Hyde rolled his eyes, "We've been friends with Forman since he was a kid, man. Way before he had any of that stuff."
"That's right," Kelso replied in a serious manner, "Remember when he had that tree house and the go-kart?"
"Hey," They looked up at the sound of Frank's voice, seeing him point at Hyde, "You. Buy somethin' or get out. I've gotta big wedding comin' in."
Okay, it's less funny when Frank's doing it to him, "Frank you don't have a wedding comin' in."
"Oh, did I say wedding? Cuz I meant to say, buy somethin' or get out," He replied in his usual clipped tone before heading back to the counter.
"Fine, I'll go someplace else then," Hyde called after him, but before he could stand, Jackie grabbed his arm.
"Steven, there's no reason for you to leave, I'll get you something," She said, digging through her purse for change, missing the raised eyebrow Hyde gave her.
"Actually, I'm in the mood for a walk anyway, thanks," He replied sarcastically.
She slammed her change on the table, making Donna and Kelso jump in surprise, causing him to squirt ketchup all over his shirt.
"Damn, Jackie!" He exclaimed, grabbing a napkin to clean up.
Jackie rolled her eyes, ignoring him, "Just get a coke, Steven, it's not that much. You can pay me later. Whatever."
Hyde huffed through his nose, grabbing the change, "Fine. Whatever." He stood, keeping the change in his pocket so he wouldn't drop it as he walked to the counter.
Jackie rolled her eyes again, wishing he would get over his stupid pride and let her buy him things; it's not a big deal to her, but it always makes him feel like a charity case even though he knows that's not her intention.
"Hello, welcome to the Hub," Frank said sarcastically, "May I help you?"
Hyde only gave him a clipped smile.
"Wow, that was a great movie, huh," Buddy said, twirling his keys as he and Eric exited the theater, walking toward his car. The two had been hanging out all day, playing basketball, working on their chemistry project, messing around at the Hub, and buying... film from Frank. It was almost ten at night now, and Eric needed to get home or Red was going to toss him out of a window or something.
"Yeah," Eric replied, smiling as he and Buddy got into the car, "Who would've thought workin' at a car wash could be so much fun."
"So, what'd you wanna do now?" Buddy asked as they got settled into their seats.
"I don't know-oh, man," Eric stuttered a little.
"What?" Buddy asked.
"I forgot to call Donna," Eric said.
"Ohhhh, Donna," Buddy replied in a casual tone, "So she's like, your, uh, girlfriend?"
"I don't know... it's... I don't know," Eric mumbled, missing the way Buddy was looking at him.
"Yeah, it's-it's okay to be confused, Eric," Buddy said in a soothing voice.
"Yeah, sometimes," Eric replied, not catching Buddy's tone, "You know, sometimes, I feel like... I don't know, like we're in this movie, right? And, um... I'm nervous around 'er, and I'm playing this part, right? But, it's not me."
"Mmhm," Buddy answers as he leans over, placing a hand on the back of Eric's neck as he kisses him.
Eric immediately pulls away, scrambling in his seat, shouting, "Whoa, whoa, whoa... whoa."
"What?" Buddy asked in a defensive tone.
"You! You are... you-you're gay!" Eric exclaimed, stuttering.
"Me?" Buddy smiled, his voice surprising normal, "No, I'm not gay."
Eric looked at him for a moment, breathing heavy, his eyes glancing around, "You're not?" He asked, "But you... you just kissed me..."
Buddy paused for a brief moment before replying quite casually, "Okay, I'm gay."
"...Can you take me home now?" Eric asked in a small voice, looking quite nervous.
Buddy only chuckled a little, nodding his head as he started the car.
"Look, I'm not gay," Eric said a little while later, trying to find some way to get rid of the silence.
"Yeah, yeah," Buddy said in a reassuring tone.
A small pause.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"Cuz, I just thought that-"
"Why would you think that?"
"Well, we've just been spending so much time together."
"Because we're friends," Eric replied, "I mean, I've been friends with Hyde for years and I've never put the moves on 'em."
"Well, yeah, I don't blame you," Buddy replies with a small scowl, "That guy's a jerk."
"Yeah, well..." Eric trailed off, trying to defend his friend, "He-he-he's not, he's not... see, he can't help it, he's just naturally viscous... But that's not the reason!" He exclaimed, trying to get back on topic, "It's because I'm not gay... and even if I was, which I'm not, if I put the moves on him, he would bury me alive... ya know, after he broke my arms and legs so I couldn't dig myself out... but I'm not gay."
"Right," Buddy nods, "Well, I'm sorry for kissing you."
"It's okay, I mean it's-," Eric stuttered before nodding contritely, "Let's just forget about it."
Another pause.
"Do you wanna listen to the radio?" Buddy asked, reaching for the dial.
"Hey, I told you I wasn't gay!"
"I miss Eric," Kelso pouts, his arms crossed, looking very much like a child in time out. Donna rolled her eyes, tossing her magazine onto the end table next to the basement phone as Fez took a seat in the lawn chair.
"It's okay, Kelso," Jackie tried to placate him, standing behind Hyde and massaging his shoulders, his head tilted back, resting on her abdomen, eyes closed, one hand holding onto a coke bottle in his lap, the other sprawled over the couch arm; he's been tense ever since he decided to stop hiding out in the basement storage room and just head home, and she has a feeling it's because of that Ian guy, and the situation with Eric isn't exactly helping his mood.
On the plus side, his eye was healing up nicely; his sunglasses were off now, and there's only a small shadow where his bruise was. His eye was still a bit rimmed, though, only more pink-ish instead of red; the large bruise on his leg that caused his limping was still pretty dark, though, and she made sure to avoid the bruising on certain spots on his shoulders.
When everyone noticed his eye, he just told them he slipped off his front porch; though, she had a feeling that Eric knows what goes on at Steven's home, as the look Eric gave Steven was a scolding one, as if he was saying that Steven should tell someone.
"You still have us," She continued.
"Well, it's not the same, Jackie, there are some things I can talk about with Eric that I can't talk about with everyone else," Kelso replied.
"Okay," Jackie tried, "Like what?"
"Well, for instance, the annoying things that everyone does," Kelso said ignorantly.
"Kelso!" Jackie exclaimed, removing one hand from Hyde to slap Kelso on the head; she could feel Steven's shoulders shaking with laughter.
"See, I can't talk to you!" Kelso shouted.
Hearing the basement door open, Donna turned, greeting Eric, "Hey, Eric, how's it-"
Her reply was cut off, Eric suddenly wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a deep kiss. When he let go of her, she spun around, her eyes lowered, never one for public affection. Everyone stared at them, wondering what in the hell was up with Eric; he's been gone for a week, and then he suddenly swoops in and kisses Donna in front of everyone.
"So, what's everybody lookin' at?" Eric asked defensively, wrapping an arm around Donna and pulling her closer to him.
"What're we lookin at, man, we haven't seen you in days," Hyde replied, looking at him with furrowed brows as he took a swig from his coke.
"Oh, what, Hyde, you had to walk all the way home from school again?" Eric asked sarcastically, only succeeding in adding fuel to the fire, Hyde schooling his features into a rather terrifying glare, Jackie doing the same.
"That's not the only reason we're upset with you," Kelso said.
"It's my only reason," Hyde said, deciding that, if Forman wants to be pissy over something stupid, then he can do the same.
"I thought you had another reason," Kelso stuttered, trying keep facing Eric, but glancing around the room to try and look at Hyde as well.
"No, that's pretty much it," Hyde replied with a careless tone.
"Where's Buddy?" Donna asked, trying to keep Eric from getting pummeled; Hyde looks pissed enough as it is.
"Oh, Buddy," Eric stuttered, "Um... well, he got busy, so..."
"Yeah, I mean, I'm sure he's got a lot to do; he is 'popular'," Jackie said in a snippy, sarcastic tone, exaggerating the word popular with air quotes, obviously still pissed that Eric ditched Hyde at school and left him and Kelso to walk.
"Yes, and so obviously gay," Fez smiled, not noticing the uncomfortable way Eric shifted.
"Buddy is not gay," Jackie said; sure, she was mad at Eric, but that's no reason to make up rumors about Buddy.
"Yeah, Fez, that's just stupid," Kelso said, "If Buddy was gay, he'd be all over me.
Everyone simply stared at him with strange looks.
Kelso glanced around, continuing with a defensive voice, "Well, he would've."
"See you guys later," Donna said as Jackie, Kelso, and Hyde walked off the Forman porch, following them to head home. Hyde glanced back at Jackie and Kelso before placing a hand on Donna's arm; in the background, Jackie stopped by the Cruiser, turning to face them with crossed arms. Hyde pulled Donna back, grinning at Eric.
"So, Forman, now that the scary kids are gone," He sniffed sarcastically, putting his hands in his pockets, "Is Buddy gay?"
"Well, I don't really think it's my place to-"
"He's gay," Donna and Hyde cut him off in unison, grinning at the uncomfortable look on Eric's face.
"Okay, guys," Eric started, a nervous smile on his face, "Hypothetical situation, crazy scenario, wouldn't happen in, like, a million years, let's just, let's say... okay, that Buddy made a move on me."
"Eric, he's not gonna make a move on you if he knows you're straight," Donna said.
"I don't know," Hyde smirked, "I mean, Forman is pretty irresistible."
"Nah," Eric said, eyes upward in thought, "I don't think he'll make a move on me again."
"Again?" Hyde and Donna exclaim.
"Or for the first time, I gotta, I gotta go," Eric said quickly, speedily turning around and going back inside the house.
Hyde and Donna stood there for a moment, Jackie impatiently tapping her foot in the background, before Hyde turned to face her, placing a hand on the back of her neck, a sarcastic smirk on his face, "You know, Donna... if Forman ever decides to delve in the love that dare not speak its name. I'm sure Jackie's gotta couple'a jockstraps she can introduce you to."
Donna snickered, shaking her head as she threw Hyde's arm off her before walking back to her house. Hyde grinned as he made his way over to Jackie, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as he led her through the garage door.
"What were you talking about?" She asked curiously.
"Nothin', doll," He smirked.
"He's actually gay?" Jackie laughed in surprise. She and Steven were laying in her bed, her straddling him, her hands resting on his chest, his on her hips.
"Yeah..." Hyde trailed off with a small chuckle before staring up at her. She smiled at the look in his eyes before leaning down to kiss him. He immediately slid a hand up to grasp the back of her neck, and she slid her hands up his chest, cupping his neck, playing with his hair.
His tongue gently traced her lips, and she gave a soft moan, parting them to let him in. She began to softly suck on his tongue, and he shifted a little, rolling over so she was under him, cradling her face with his hands. His lips were a little rough, but warm and inviting, and she could do no more than clutch his shirt on the back of his shoulders tightly, arching into him as he continued to explore her mouth.
The heat between them was palpable, and he couldn't help but grind his hips into hers, grunting quietly. Her grip on his shirt tightened, and she pulled up, lifting it slightly. He withdrew his lips from hers, letting her remove his shirt completely, tossing in some random place over the side of the bed. She looked at him for a moment, taking in the fading bruises on his shoulders and side, gently running her hands over them. He hissed a little, shifting.
"I'm sorry," She said softly, placing her hands on his upper arms.
"It's fine, Jackie," He said quietly, running his hands up her sides before lowering them again, sliding them under her shirt, taking it with him. She lifted her head slightly so he could pull it off, tossing it over the bed. He lowered his head, placing kisses along her jaw and down her neck, and she ran her hands up his shoulders before resting one on the side of his neck, the other in his hair. He began going lower, kissing down her collar bone to her chest, going between the valley of her breasts, skipping over her bra to start kissing down her stomach while he unbuttoned her pants.
She arched her chest, removing her hands from him to behind her, unclasping her bra before sliding it off her arms, letting it fall over the side of the bed. Steven's body immediately covered hers again, capturing her mouth with his, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with his hair.
He let go of her lips, nuzzling his face into the valley of her breasts, keeping his hands on her upper arms, rubbing his thumbs up and down. She let her hands run through his hair as they just lied there, feeling skin on skin.
"Steven," She whispered, feeling as though her normal voice was too loud for this moment.
"Mmm?"
"How have things been since... you went home?"
He stayed silent for a moment, unmoving, before he sighed heavily into her skin, his warm breath making her shiver.
"It's been... real tense," He whispered back, lifting his head to rest his chin on her chest, looking up at her, and her gaze immediately went to his shadowed, pink-rimmed eye, "I think the magic sorta wore off after he hit 'er... I think she's afraid of 'em now..."
"...I'm sorry, Steven."
"Let's not worry about that right now," He murmured, beginning to kiss her skin again, and she nodded lightly, biting her lip as his lips trailed from her valley to a breast. She arched into him, letting out a soft noise when he took in a nipple, gently sucking before he trailed his lips downward, going over her stomach again. When he reached her unbuttoned pants, he slid them down, along with her underwear, mouthing the skin just above the fabric. When he slid them down far enough, he let her kick them off the rest of the way, lifting her legs over his shoulders, and she moaned, arching her hips and clutching his hair when he wetly kissed her most intimate spot, sucking a little before removing his mouth.
She bit her lip again, muffling her moans when he began caressing her clit with the thumb of one hand, the other clutching her leg. He slid his hand downward, caressing her with his fingers. He glanced up at her, seeing her eyes still closed, and slowly and gently slid his middle and pointer fingers inside her, and she gasped, caught off guard, arching her hips again.
It was an odd feeling. She's never had anything enter her before, and, being unused to it, it felt a little intrusive, and only slightly painful because of her tightness, her walls stretching around his fingers; she wondered if this is what it would be like when he was finally inside her. She was thankful he was so gentle and patient with her, not forcing his way in, letting her relax before he started moving his hand, caressing her on the inside.
She squirmed as she became used to the feeling, her pleasure building, and she moaned when he took her clit into his mouth, sucking and licking as the thrusting of his fingers picked up in speed. She whimpered as she felt the still unfamiliar feeling of her build up begin, the balls of her feet digging into his back, and when she came, she cried out, gripping his hair and shoulders tightly, making him grunt when she accidentally clutched his bruise.
He gently removed his fingers from her before mouthing his way up her body as she calmed down, panting quietly. When he reached her chest, he skipped up, crashing his lips against hers, and she immediately kissed back, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Wow..." She whispered when they parted and they looked at each for a moment before quietly and breathily laughing, brushing their lips together once or twice in between.
She slid her hands down his neck and chest, resting them on his belt buckle as they calmed down, letting him kiss her again as she unclasped it.
"Hey, Buddy," Eric called, running after him as they stepped into the student parking lot, "Hey, I'm gonna need those chemistry notes back."
"Listen, if you don't wanna be my lab partner anymore, I'll understa-"
"What, no, no," Eric cut him off quickly, looking a little confused, "No, I didn't mean it like that; we're still friends."
"Really?" Buddy asked, a little hopeful that he finally found someone who wouldn't judge him.
"Yeah," Eric smiled before asking what he's been wondering for a while now, "Actually, I wanted to ask you... why me?"
"Well, I don't know," Buddy answered, "I mean, it's probably the same reason Donna likes you, ya know, you're smart, sensitive, and... nice looking."
"Okay, well first of all," Eric replied, "I'm not really that smart; those chemistry notes? Copied. And as for the sensitive part, sometimes, I can just be downright mean."
"You are so cute," Buddy laughed.
"Well I'm-I'm... Yeah, I guess I am," Eric grinned.
Okay, I figured, for this chapter, I can give my opinion on gays. I don't believe in gay or straight; I believe if two people fall in love, they have a right to be together despite their gender, race, or culture. It's my personal opinion, and if you have a problem with it, then whatever. And even if you don't believe in things like that, that's still absolutely no reason to degrade, harm, or harass gay people just because of their sexuality; that's just cruel and uncalled for.
So anyway, yay, funny chapter. Sorry about the wait, but I had writer's block for the add-in moments, so...