Disclaimer: Don't own anything but the slightly changed plotline.
This chapter is going to contain Jackie and Hyde's first time, so...
Warning: This chapter contains sexual content
"Forman, man, it's just a tiny, little scratch," Hyde said as he ran his fingers across the small mark on the Cruiser before standing, "Red's never gonna see it."
"No, Red sees everything," Eric said nervously, "He sees when I put cheap gas in the car."
"I got it," Kelso smiled, "We'll put my 'Gas, Grass, or Ass' bumper sticker on it."
Hyde and Eric simply gave him a strange look, so he consents, "Alright, look, whatever happens, we'll all take the wrap."
"Yeah," Hyde nodded, though his smirk said otherwise.
At that moment, Red came out through the sliding door, carrying the trash. He slammed it into the trash can, but then stood straight, as if realizing something, then turned, his eyes immediately landing on the scratch.
"How'd you scratch the car, Eric?" He grouched, and Hyde, Kelso, and Fez immediately took off, their "Bye," "Later," and "See you, Forman," jumbled together as they speed walked toward the garage door.
"Well?" Red asked impatiently.
"Well," Eric stuttered, "Uh... S-sir, I was, um... pulling out of this parking space- well, creeping, creeping is more like it, I was creeping-"
"You were screwin' around and you backed into a hydrant; I can see the paint marks," Red interrupted.
"No!" Eric panicked, but seeing the look his father gave him at his outburst, he smiled nervously, "And by 'no', I mean 'exactly'. Um, but it wasn't my fault, sir, Kelso was giving me a-" Eric cut himself off, pursing his lips, staring at Red wide eyed.
"A what?" Red asked.
"...Kelso was givin' me a..." Eric trailed off, his eyes darting back and forth, "Purple nurple..."
Red just stared at him, his eyebrows furrowed, so Eric continued hesitantly, "It's, uh, when you grab someone's nipple through their shirt and twist really hard... until it becomes purple..."
"Gimme the keys," Red immediately replied, holding out his hand.
Eric hesitated, "Dad, I..." He trailed off, rolling his eyes upward, and handed Red the keys.
"Your driving privileges are suspended until you learn some responsibility."
"But, Dad, I'm very responsible!"
Red gave him a stupid look, "Responsible people don't go around getting their nipples twisted!"
Eric stared at him for a moment, a look that was a mixture of horror and blankness plastered onto his face, "See, it just sounds weird when you say it."
Red rolled his eyes.
"Oh my God," Donna laughed, tilting her head back against the basement couch before showing Jackie her magazine, "'Hair Do's and Don't's of Olympic Gold Medalists'."
Jackie scooted a bit closer, grabbing onto one end of the magazine to get a better look.
"Oh my God, is that Dorothy Hamill?" Jackie asked, scrunching up her face at the picture on the magazine, "She is such a virgin."
"Speaking of, um..." Donna trailed off, making a few hand gestures before shaking her head and rolling her eyes at her own awkwardness, "You know those girls at school that do it, like, all the time?"
"Yeah?" Jackie responded.
"Is it just me or..." Donna trailed off again, furrowing her brows, "Do they seem more relaxed to you?"
Jackie pouted her lips and furrowed her brow, glancing down in thought. She was about to answer, but the basement door opened, and the girls panicked, greeting the boys with a rather loud, high-pitched, "Hi!"
"Hey," Eric responded as Hyde and Fez took their usual seats, taking off his jacket, "What're you guys doin'?"
"They are talking about sex," Fez immediately responded, grinning at the affronted looks Donna and Jackie sent him.
"C'mon, Fez," Hyde said with a teasing smirk as Eric took a seat on the back of the couch, "Girls don't talk about sex, man. It's dirty."
He grinned at the look Jackie sent him, chuckling when she smacked his leg.
"You know, before you guys showed up, Jackie and I were actually having a pretty good time," Donna said. When everyone simply stared at her, she responded with awe in her voice, "I know! I was surprised, too."
"Hey, Donna, you wanna go to my house?" Jackie smiled.
"You know what?" Donna grinned, "Okay." She and Jackie stood, Jackie giving Hyde a kiss on the corner of his mouth before following the red head out the basement door. Fez grabbed a magazine of his own, taking a seat on the couch as the door shut.
"So, what'd you guys wanna do?" Hyde asked.
"We could walk to the Hub?" Eric suggested.
"Too far," Hyde immediately responded.
"We could walk to-
"Too far."
"Man, this sucks!" Eric burst out, "I can't believe Red took away my car because of one tiny, little scratch!"
"I know," Hyde said, a sarcastic note in his voice, "Who'd'uh think Red would overreact?"
"I did," Fez responded immediately, "I have come to notice that Red is a real hard ass. One toe over the line and sweet Jesus, you are clobbered, know what I'm saying?"
"Hey guys!" Kelso said excitedly as he walked in through the basement door, dangling keys in his hand, "Check it out! Ha, hah!"
"You get a car?" Hyde asked, pointing at the keys for a brief moment.
"Yeah, my cousin Sully loaned me his wheels," Kelso grinned, "So where to?"
There was a long moment of silence, the guys simply staring at each other.
Eventually, Eric just comes out with, "You just wanna hang?"
"Yeah," Kelso nodded, stepping onto the couch to take a seat.
"Just so you know, Donna," Jackie lifted her head from her magazine to look at Donna, the two sitting Indian style and facing each other on her bed, surrounded by magazines, "When I finally decide to do it with Steven, I've got the whole thing planned out."
Donna smiled at her, nodding her head in encouragement.
"Okay, first," Jackie started, "I'll be wearing a very sexy reignoir."
"Don't you mean," Donna interrupted, "Peignoir?"
"Okay, yeah, whatever, stop ruining this, Donna," Jackie rolled her eyes before continuing, "And then, there'll be candles everywhere. But also, there'll be a gigantic banner. Then Steven will come in, and the wind will be blowing. And then, we'll have the most magical night of our lives." Jackie smiled dreamily, her face becoming dazed as she lost herself in her fantasy.
Donna shook her head, chuckling a little, "So, um, if you have it all planned out, why are you, uh... why are you still waiting?"
"I want it to be really, really special. I mean," Jackie paused for a moment, "Steven's already done it before, and I'm afraid he'd rather have someone with more experience than me."
"Jackie, relax," Donna said, placing a hand over Jackie's, "Hyde loves you, so, even though it's not his first time, it'll still be special." Donna grinned teasingly in an attempt to comfort her friend, "I mean, how could it not be with a gigantic banner?"
"Exactly," Jackie smiled, not catching the sarcasm.
"The back seat sucks," Eric whined, looking around Sully's car, "It's too small; Fez's leg is touching mine."
Kelso and Hyde rolled their eyes, glancing back at Eric in annoyance from their places up front.
"No, you're leg is touching mine," Fez said in annoyance, attempting to shift away from Eric.
"I shouldn't even be in the back seat," Eric continued, "You know, I should be in my own car."
"Well, the reason you're not in your own car, Forman, is cuz you're irresponsible and you scratched it," An annoyed Hyde retorts, thinking that what he and Kelso were doing wasn't much different than what Eric does to everybody else in the car, not counting Donna.
"Yeah, good burn," Kelso chuckled.
Irked, Eric reaches around Kelso's seat, getting revenge in kind for the purple nurple that caused him to lose his driving privileges.
"Ahh!" Kelso shouted in pain, "I'm tryin' to drive the car here, man!"
Hyde huffed in annoyance, leaning over to mess with the radio dial, switching through stations.
Hearing Hyde pass by Guess Who's "Undun," Eric complained again, "No, turn it back, I like that song."
"Hey, settle down Backseat Charlie," Hyde snarked, grinning when he found Deep Purple's "Highway Star," he and Kelso bobbing their heads to the beat, smirking at Eric's pout.
"Back seat sucks," Eric grouched.
Fez looked at him in annoyance, giving him mock sympathy, "Welcome to my sad, little world."
"Oh great," Eric complained a little while later, opening the wrap on his Fatso Burger, "No pickles. Now we hafta go back."
Fed up, Kelso, Hyde and Fez shouted in unison, "Shut up!" before going back to their own burgers.
Eric pouted before something caught his eye.
"Hey, why does Sully have a statue of the Virgin Mary on his dashboard?" He asked, a bewildered look on his face.
"I dunno," Kelso answered, not putting much thought into it as he chewing his burger, "Maybe he's, like, religious or something."
"Wasn't Sully in prison for arson?" Hyde asked.
"You know, people that burn stuff believe in God, too, Hyde," Kelso responded indignantly.
"Why does his key chain say 'I love bingo'?" Hyde asked, sucking on his soda.
"Sully must love bingo," Fez said, a 'duh' note in his voice.
"Okay," Eric said, beginning to panic, "I'm startin' to think that, maybe, this isn't Sully's car."
Kelso rolled his eyes, "Then whose car is it?"
At that moment, police sirens could be heard and the flashing lights could be seen behind them, and the boys froze in their seats, staring straight ahead with wide eyes.
Hyde glared at Kelso, wanting nothing more in this moment than to frog him in the eye.
Hyde puffed air out of his nose, his hand clasped together, glaring at the floor. He, Kelso, Eric, and Fez were sitting side by side in metal folding chairs in a bar-less cell, the only way out being the door on the side, locked up tight. Their coats, wallets, and even Hyde's sunglasses had been confiscated, and Hyde really wished he could punch a cop without going to juvie.
"This is great; I'm dead," Eric said, his never ending whining continuing, "You know, when we were in my car, and I was runnin' the show, I don't remember one single time we got arrested."
"Forman," Hyde said lowly, irritated by the constant whining, "Will you relax? Please?"
"Yeah, man!" Kelso exclaimed, clearly panicking, "We're all in trouble here!"
"Oh, no," Eric snarked, "No, no, no, no," he pointed at Kelso, "Your parents have seven kids, they're not even gonna notice you're gone," Kelso pouted dejectedly, and then Eric pointed to Fez, "Your parents don't even live in this country," Fez pouted as well, crossing his arms like a child, and Eric pointed at Hyde, "And your mom's probably one cell over," he shrank slightly under the look Hyde gave him, continuing nervously, "So that just leaves me. I'm the one who's really in trouble here."
"Oh, boo hoo, Forman," Hyde snarked, clearly pissed, thinking of how Ian would respond if the man ever found out about this, "You think I'm not gonna get in trouble?"
"I will be deported," Fez said whimpered, "They will send me back to my homeland, the island of-"
Fez was cut off when the door opened, a police officer walking in, "Okay," He said, "Who's the ring leader here?"
"He is," Kelso, Fez, and Hyde immediately pointed to Eric, the three of them still irked about the prissy comments on their home lives.
"You get one phone call," The officer says, handing Eric a dime before walking toward the door.
"To anywhere?" Fez asked.
"One local phone call," The officer snipped before shutting the door, locking it.
"Who're we gonna call?" Hyde asked.
"I can't call Red," Eric said, glancing around nervously, "I'd feel safer in jail."
"I, um..." Fez stuttered, looking a bit embarrassed, "I don't know my phone number."
"Can't call Edna, man," Hyde said, thinking of an excuse to not call Ian, "It's poker night."
Kelso giggled, "Isn't every night poke 'er night for Edna?"
Hyde glared at him for a moment before angrily frogging him on the arm, the loud smack resounding through the room, making Fez and Eric flinch a little, and Kelso gasped in pain, grabbing onto his now throbbing arm.
"Gimme the dime," Hyde demanded, taking it from Eric as he walked toward the payphone on the wall opposite to the door, "I'll call Jackie; she's gotta check book and 'er daddy's a lawyer," He finished, turning the dial after he slid the dime in.
"Hello?" Jackie answered after one ring.
"Hey," Hyde smirked, "Thank you for bein' home. So, um... I was in a stolen car and I got arrested."
"Oh, Steven, this is just like the book 'Prisoner of Love' where Cliff, the rugged yet sweet motorcycle mechanic was thrown in jail, and his true love Tasha was forced to be a slave for this really rich, mean guy."
"Jackie," Hyde interrupted her fantasy, "I'm not kiddin' around, I really got arrested."
"Oh my God," Jackie exclaimed in surprise, "Are you okay?"
Hyde chuckled a little, shaking his head, "Jackie, I'm fine."
"Oh my God, what if you never get out, Steven?" Jackie asked, slightly panicked.
Hyde shook his head again, furrowing his brows in confusion, deadpanning, "That would really suck."
"Yes, it would, Steven," Jackie said in a determined voice, "And I promise the minute you get out of prison, I am gonna prove my love to you."
Hyde chuckled again, "This is hardly prison, Jackie, we're just- Wait, go back!" He ordered, realization striking him, holding up a hand as if Jackie could see him, and she furrowed her brows, glancing around her bedroom in confusion. (I imagined this happening on the show, and I can just hear the audience laughing and clapping over a long pause after Hyde says "Go back." :) Can anybody else see that?)
"Repeat what you just said," He ordered after a tiny pause.
"Repeat what I- we're gonna make love, you idiot," Jackie snarked, amazed that she actually had to repeat herself.
Hyde couldn't help but tilt his head back, laughing quietly at her words, "Okay," He replied, sill laughing slightly, smirking, "But before that happens, I'm gonna need you to come get us."
"Oh," Jackie blinked, realization on her face, and nodded, "Right, right. I'll call Donna."
"Alright," Hyde said, hanging up, shaking his head with a small grin.
"I can't believe she went to that class," Bob muttered, and Donna glanced up at him from her sandwich, "Married women do not abandon their families."
"Sure they do, Dad, it's the 70s," Donna replied flippantly, taking a bite of her sandwich.
"I know what decade it is," Bob responded, "Doesn't change the fact that I'm sittin' here eatin' a sandwich instead of a hot meal."
"Well, you want me to microwave it for ya?" Donna deadpanned.
"I just don't understand why she needs this. I've given 'er a great life."
"Dad, that's not the issue," Donna said, exasperated, "The whole point of the Equal Rights Amendment is so that women don't have to define themselves by a man."
Bob stared at her, uncomprehending, "Donna, is this about clothes? Cuz I can buy ya clothes."
Donna rolled her eyes, standing just as the kitchen phone rang. "This is pointless," She muttered as she grabbed the phone, "Hello?"
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"Oh, hey Jackie."
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"What?"
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"They're in jail?"
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"That's hilarious," Donna snickered.
Hyde, Fez, Eric, and Kelso glanced toward the door as it opened, quickly hopping up at the sight of Donna being escorted in by an officer, a file in his hand.
"Okay," He said, going through the file, "Red head was gonna bail you out, but turns out that guy, Sully, borrowed it from his grandma, but she forgot and called it in stolen, so you're free to go."
"Alright," Hyde grinned, "Let's get the hell outta here. Hey, Donna," Hyde nodded at her, "You get a ride or somethin'?"
"Jackie called me," She answered before shrugging, "And then I just asked Red if I could borrow the Cruiser."
"And he let you?" Eric asked in amazement.
"Yeah," She shrugged again, "He likes me more than you, so..."
Eric nodded his head, rolling his eyes in acceptance.
Jackie looked up at the sound of her bedroom door, smiling excitedly when Steven stepped inside, gently closing the door behind him.
"Oh, Steven!" She exclaimed, quickly hopping off the bed, "You've been sprung!" In her excitement, she jumped into Hyde's arms, her feet lifted off the ground, his chuckles muffled into her shoulder.
They stayed in the position for a moment, Hyde slowly setting her down, letting his hands run up her back as she pulled away.
"Jackie," Hyde said quietly, looking her in the eye a bit hesitantly, "On the phone, you said..."
"Yeah," She gave a shy smile, nodding slightly, "Yes, Steven."
"But what about your banner?" Hyde smirked teasingly, and she bit her lip, speaking quietly, "The important thing is that I'm here with you... and... I'm prepared to give myself to you; body, mind, and soul."
Hyde couldn't help but give a small smile at her dramatics, letting her take his hand to lead him to the bed, sitting next to her. He watched her calmly and quietly as she turned on the radio, hearing their song "Tiny Dancer" playing quietly, and she lit one candle next to her bed.
She looked at him after she finished, smiling shyly, rubbing her hands over her legs, "I'm... I'm not really sure what to do now..."
He gave a small, rather sweet grin, "How about this?"
He cupped her face in his hands, pulling her closer to give a slow kiss. Quickly, it became passionate, and he slowly leaned forward, gently pushing her back onto the bed, her hands holding onto his arms.
Steven's mouth was gentle as it swept across hers, and she softly bit at his lower lip to see how he'd react, and suddenly his tongue entered the equation, and he began kissing her with the kind of gentle ferocity she assumed could only be found in romance novels.
Her hands went to his sides, fisting his shirt, but his stayed locked on her face, caressing cheek bones, her neck, and her hair; it made her feel precious and wanted, and nothing at all like how the other cheerleaders described their first lovers. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist, and it amazed her just how well fit together; he was shorter than Kelso, but stockier and broader, fitting perfectly with her tiny frame.
Her head was absolutely spinning, her senses surrounded by his smoky scent, the taste of his cigarettes, the way his tongue twirled gently with her own, and the electricity between their bodies that felt like lightning through her veins. She panted when he pulled his mouth from hers, and she shuddered when he began peppering little kisses along the hairline of her neck, feeling his hands run over her body. She could feel his hands everywhere; her legs, arms, sides, back, and her skin tingled wherever he touched.
His mouth traced along her jaw, found her earlobe, and she moaned when he bit lightly, desperately clutching his shoulders, lightly arching into him. He cradled her neck with both hands, crashing his lips back onto hers, and his hands slid down, pushing her shirt up; she felt the warmth of his hands on her bare skin, and gently broke the kiss so he could remove her shirt and vest in one movement, tossing the garments carelessly over the side of the bed.
One hand cupped her face, the other sliding over her abdomen as his lips swept back over her neck, sucking softly on the patch of skin just behind her ear. She arched her back, squeezing her legs tighter around him when his hand slid up to gently cup a breast, and she slid her hands down his chest to his belt, untucking his shirt, snaking a hand underneath to caress his stomach and chest. His skin radiated heat, and it still amazed her just how hard his muscles felt as she slid across them, despite having surprisingly soft skin.
He recaptured her lips as her hands slid around his ribs and up his back; his muscles were just as hard as his front, the skin just as soft, though much cooler. Pulling his lips back, he swiftly reached over his shoulders and slid off his shirt, letting his fall over the side of the bed with her own. She quickly reached up and cupped his face, her lips gently sweeping across the underside of his jaw as his hands slid across her back, fiddling with her bra claps. It only took two flicks before it came undone, and he slid the straps down her shoulders, pulling it off her.
He gently held onto her upper arms, just below her shoulders, and lowered his head, taking a nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the hardened bud, enclosing the other in his large, warm hand, and she moaned, arching her hips into his, making him grunt quietly, her hands gripping his hair.
He moved downward, his tongue sliding across her stomach, dipping into her naval as he began unbuttoning her jeans. She lifted her hips so he could slide them down, taking her underwear with them, as well as her socks, leaving her completely bare. When they were completely removed, he began kissing up her leg, and she couldn't stop a breathy giggle from escaping when his tongue flicked over the underside of her knee, moaning when he swept it across the inside of her thigh, gasping and lifting her hips when he placed a small, wet kiss on her clit.
He softly lapped at her folds before taking her clit into his mouth, slowly circling his tongue, moving at a leisure pace until she began whining in the back of her throat, tightly clutching his hair. Hearing that noise, his tongue began working her over with a sudden passion and insistence, speed and pressure. When she tugged at his hair, he ignored her, pressing more firmly into the apex of her thighs, intent on turning her into a quivering mass. He slid one hand from her hips to slide two fingers inside her, his mouth never leaving her clit, and she began to absently roll her hips, whimpering as he pushed her higher toward release, letting out a cracked scream as she came.
She panted as he began mouthing his way back up her body, and she slid her hands down his stomach when he pulled her in for a searing kiss, cupping her neck. She quickly began unclasping his belt, undoing his jeans, and slid her hands inside. He pulled his lips back, resting his head against her chest, breathing out a quiet groan when he felt her gently grasp him, slowly stroking.
He shifted, grunting when the movement caused her to hold on to him tighter, taking his wallet out of his back pocket to grab a condom. He helped her slide his jeans down, his boots and socks coming off with them. His body recovered hers, sliding the condom on, and she wrapped her legs back around his waist and wrapped her arms around his neck, gripping his hair.
"Jackie," His voice was hoarse, and he looked into her mismatched eyes, "Are you sure?"
Breathing heavy, she gave a small smile, "Yes, Steven. I want to do this with you... just you."
Her words caused a pleasurable pressure in his chest, and he kept his eyes on hers as he entered her slowly, trying not to hurt her. She squeezed her eyes shut, grimacing as she felt herself stretch around him, and she let out a small squeak when he finally broke her hymen, her eyes watering.
"Ow..." She whispered, trying to catch her breath, and he sat still, pulling her barrettes out of her hair while he waited for her to calm.
"Okay?" He whispered.
"That really hurts..." She mumbled, shifting uncomfortably.
"I know," He murmured, running his hands up her sides soothingly, "You need to relax; it'll get better."
She nodded, quickly scrubbing her eyes with the balls of her hands before wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss, silently permitting him to move. He thrust slowly, letting her get used to him, and, gradually, she felt the pain dissipate, pleasure beginning to build.
She let out a sudden, rather loud moan that was a mixture of both surprise and pleasure when he hit something inside her that made her melt, and she held onto him tighter, glancing up at him in complete surprise, her cheeks completely flushed, her clear eyes conveying her pleasure. He gave a small grin, burying his face in her neck to nip and suck, picking up his pace, being sure to hit that spot with every thrust. Instinctively, she began moving her hips with his, moaning, repeating his name over and over, and he sped up a little more, reaching down to gently rub her clit with his thumb.
He sped up more, feeling her tighten around him, her whimpers becoming louder, her nails digging into his shoulders. He watched as her building orgasm began to overwhelm her, her eyes beginning to close.
"Jackie, look at me."
She looked up at him, her eyes watery, and when she finally came, she felt like she was in heaven. She was floating, gliding, calling out his name, feeling him quietly cum with her, twitching inside her.
He caught his breath, gently pulling out of her, tossing the condom into the bin next to her bed, lying next to her, an arm thrown over his eyes. Breathing heavily, she pouted at him, "Now I'm cold," She said with a small whine.
He grabbed the blanket on her bed, tossing it over her with a teasing grin, and she pinched his side in retaliation before moving to rest her head on his chest, letting him wrap his arms around her.
When Jackie opened her eyes, she was met with darkness and the feeling of Steven's tickling breaths on the back of her neck. She was on her side now, Steven's strong arms holding her close to his body, and she relaxed under his touch, snuggling further into her pillow, grinning when she caught sight of her alarm clock.
It was well past midnight, meaning she and Steven had been sleeping for hours; he had stayed with her, and his deep breaths told her he wouldn't be going for a while now.
She giggled quietly to herself, biting her lip with a large smile, kissing the arm closest to her neck and cooing softly when she realized the way he was holding her was similar to how a small child would hold their stuffed animal in their sleep. It was one of the reasons she enjoyed their private moments, not caring what they were in public, knowing that she was the only one who could bring this out in him.
She couldn't really put exactly what she was feeling into words; safe, exhilarated, loved, secure. All of them seemed to be true, but didn't pin point all the emotions she was feeling now. She did feel a bit of relief, knowing that her first time was a much better experience than the other cheerleaders', and she wondered if it was because Steven had experience where their boyfriends didn't. The sex she had with Steven felt like the kind of sex a woman would have as opposed to the kind some silly, inexperienced girl would; she felt loved, beautiful, sexy, and mature, not awkward or used.
And Steven stayed with her; that was much more important than a peignoir or a banner.
Jackie smiled, hoping that all of these feelings, all of this change, and Steven sleeping next to her meant that they had made it somewhere.
Wew, that was a lot of work; I was trying to keep it realistic by adding in the pain of a girl's first time, but it was a bit difficult for me to work in, so let me know if I did good :)
Anyway, yay! They're like totally in love!