Disclaimer: Don't own anything but the slightly changed plotline.

Yay! Jackie and Hyde are finally back together now! :)

Warning: Implied child abuse and sexual content

Also, I used "Tiny Dancer" again. I can't help it, I love that song so much! I'm super happy the fandom made it a H/J centric song :)

Hyde sighed as he leaned forward in his chair, his elbows resting on his knees, the balls of his hands covering his eyes. He was alone in the basement; he was alone when he got here and, considering it's prom week, he had a pretty good idea where the others were.

He was tired.

It had been two weeks since his mother left, and he had started doing chores for his landlord so he could pay the rent. But, that was too little of a job to help out with the electric and water bills; if he can't get those paid by the end of next month, he was going to be sitting in the dark and taking ice cold showers. Not to mention he was starting to run out of food, and he didn't know if he could afford to go grocery shopping. So far, his friends hadn't noticed, and neither had Jackie, thank God. He was pretty sure she was trying to ignore him, just like he had been trying to ignore her; it wasn't working, though, for either of them.

And then there was Ian. From his mother's incoherent words he had heard her speak that night, he had gathered that she felt he didn't need her in his life; that he would be better off without her, and that's why she left. She was half-wrong and half-right; he needed his mother, but he didn't need all the men and drugs that were a part of her life. She didn't seem to think her plan completely through, forgetting about what may happen to him once Ian had come home and found her gone. Hyde had gotten some pretty good marks on him from that experience; his eye hurt from the faded bruise covered by his glasses, his bottom lip hurt from the split on it, his ribs hurt from black spots covering his torso, his legs hurt from all the shoe marks on him. Luckily, Ian didn't leave any spots on his arms, so he could wear short-sleeves without freaking out his friends (or Jackie), though he did have to come up with an excuse for his lip, which they fell for, though he knew Jackie didn't (plates that slid out of his cupboard and landed on him, by the way).

Luckily, his landlord had kicked Ian to the curb after Hyde convinced him that Ian was trespassing. Ronny had threatened to call the cops if Ian ever showed his face again; the man couldn't afford another strike, so he left, but not without putting on a show. But, Hyde was pretty confidant he wouldn't come back. Which brings him back to doing chores for Ronny; he was a pretty nice landlord and, when he discovered Hyde's missing mother, he promised he wouldn't call CPS, and that he'd lower Hyde's rent if he did some odd jobs for him. Hyde had also started doing some small jobs for his neighbors for payment, like mowing and cleaning their lawns, cleaning off their porches, washing their cars.

It had been working out great so far, but he still couldn't afford groceries or the bills. So far, the only chance he's gotten to eat was when everyone had gone to the Hub and someone else paid, or the little snacks Mrs. Forman had a habit of making for everyone. He hated it; he's gone hungry plenty of times in his life, and he hated it so much.

It hurt.

He wanted his ma.

Hyde sighed in frustration at that last one, annoyed at such a childish thought entering his head, and lifted himself, leaning back against his chair when he heard excited voices outside the basement door right before it opened, revealing Eric and Fez. Eric was holding a prom suite that was covered by plastic wrap.

"Hey, Hyde," Eric smiled, "Check it out." He lifted the plastic wrap and removed the tuxedo jacket before setting the rest on top of the music player, quickly putting the jacket on. "It's my first prom tux. C'mon, guys, dig the crushed velvet." He suddenly shot one hand in the air, the other hanging off his belt in a disco pose.

"Eric, you look like a pimp," Fez smiled as he took a seat on the couch.

"Yo, Forman," Hyde smirked as Eric sat on the arm of the couch, "Prom night could be a very special night for you and Donna."

"Hyde, this could be the biggest night of our lives," Eric said with slightly widened eyes, "I mean, Donna and I could go-"

"To the prom," Fez interrupted, nodding in his cool kid fashion.

"No, Fez," Eric laughed a little, "We could go all the way."

"All the way?" Fez raised an eyebrow before grinning again, "To the prom."

Hyde shook his head at him, grinning a little before looking at Eric, "You know what you should do? You should definitely rent a motel room."

"Oh yeah, that's spontaneous," Eric muttered.

"What?" Hyde asked, his voice irritated.

"Look, if this night is as big as I think, I want it to be very, very special because... you know, this'll be the first time for both of us."

"You silly virgins," Fez laughed, shaking his head.

"Look, I'm pretty sure if I'm spontaneous, Donna'll love it," Eric smiled.

"Or," Hyde smirked, "She won't and you come home early, and then Red n' Kitty'll laugh their asses off at their loser son." He snickered, "Could you imagine Kitty callin' you a loser? That's good stuff." He laughed a little, clapping his hands a few times at the imagined image before suddenly cutting off, grabbing the basement phone and holding it up to Eric.

Eric stared at him for a moment, his eyes dazed, probably imagining his mother's mocking face, before quickly snatching the phone and turning the dial. After he made the phone call, he stood, setting the phone back in its spot on the end table and removing his jacket, putting it back in its place under the plastic before retaking his seat, just as the basement door swung open and Kelso came spastically running in, his face excited.

"Guys, guess who's takin' Pam Macy to the prom?"

"Anyone with a quarter?" Hyde sneered.

"No," Kelso laughed, missing the burn, "Me!"

"Damn, and I had a quarter," Fez muttered.

"Wait, Kelso," Eric furrowed his brows, "What happened to Annette?"

"Oh, we're off for a little bit," Kelso said casually as he took a seat between Eric and Fez on the back of the couch.

"Notice how he only said 'for a little bit'," Eric smirked at Hyde, making him grin a little.

"Hey," Fez smiled, "I can take Annette."

Kelso glared at him, "Do it, Fez, and I'll kick your ass."

"Well, well, well," Fez grinned, "Look who suddenly cares."

Kelso smacked his arm, and Fez flinched, grabbing onto it before pouting at Kelso.

"Why did you hit me? That was sarcasm!"

Hyde rolled his eyes, "You guys are makin' me sick with all your prom talk. Proms are stupid."

"Hyde, how would you know?" Eric asked, "You've never even been to one."

"Well I've never been to the dentist either, but I don't need to go to know it's lame."

"Ooo," Fez grinned, "I know who I can ask to the prom!"

"Oh boy," Hyde exclaimed in mock enthusiasm, "Who, Fez?"

"The lucky lady is," Fez paused dramatically, "My English teacher."

Kelso laughed a little, "Fez, you can't take a teacher to the prom."

"Why not? She's always writing me sexy notes on my homework," Fez smiled before giving a few examples, "'Nice job'. 'Good effort'. 'See me'. 'I adore you'."

There was a small pause as the guys gave Fez funny looks.

"Okay," Fez laughed, "I made that last one up. But the other ones were real."

"These are the shoes I'm wearing to the prom," Donna smiled excitedly, showing Jackie her silver, strapped shoes, "Aren't they cool?"

"Oh my God," Jackie smiled, taking the shoes to examine them, "I got new shoes." She suddenly frowned, "Except Steven didn't ask me."

Donna ignored the comment, still smiling as she walked toward her prom dress, hanging on her fridge, "And you like my prom dress, right?" She took down the light blue dress, showing it to Jackie.

"Oh my God," Jackie smiled, "I gotta new prom dress." She frowned again, "Except Steven didn't ask me."

Donna gave her a look as she rehung her dress onto the fridge before getting back into her one-sided conversation, "I'm so nervous about the prom. I think it's gonna be the night that Eric and I... ya know."

"Ohhh my gosh," Jackie smiled excitedly, "That's what Steven and I were gonna do for the first time."

Donna furrowed her brows, "Jackie, you and Hyde did it two months ago... and, like, thirty times after that."

Jackie pouted, "Yeah, but it would've been our first time at a prom... Except Steven didn't ask me."

"Jackie, you know you broke up with him, right?"

"I knoooww," Jackie sighed as she took as seat at Donna's kitchen table, "Isn't it sad?"

Donna rolled her eyes, taking a seat next to her, "Look, just ask Hyde to go with you."

"God no, this is the prom. This is no time for your stupid feminist crap."

"Jackie, if you're gonna act like this, why did you even break up with 'em?"

Jackie gave her a stupid look, "Because of what you said, Donna."

Donna glanced around the room with nervous, confused eyes, "What?"

"You scared me with your stupid 'I'm-not-gonna-let-you-forget-you-were-almost-pregnant-it-could-be-real-next-time-you'll-get-stuck-in-this-stupid-town-and-not-achieve-your-dreams' crap," Jackie snarked, mocking Donna's voice with a high-pitched, preppy tone, "God, you acted like I wasn't gonna be smart about it just because I wanted to forget about it."

"But, you weren't... were you...?"

Jackie gave her another stupid look, "Yeah. I was gonna go on the pill like you, stupid. But you just had to open your big, scary, depressing, stupid, lumberjack mouth."

"Oh..." Donna smiled nervously, "...Oops..."

Jackie rolled her eyes as Donna's kitchen door opened and Eric came walking in. She stood, setting Donna's shoes on the table and brushed passed Eric, exciting the way he entered.

Eric glanced around before speaking bluntly, "So she seemed upset. But, anyway, about the prom-"

"Eric," Donna cut him off, a guilty look on her face, "Um... I'm gonna need you to take Jackie to the prom."

Eric laughed, but his laughter and smile slowly faded as he noticed Donna's blank stare.

"What?" He whined, "Why?"

"Look, don't ask," Donna said as she stood, "But Jackie and Hyde are completely miserable, and we need to get them back together. And I think getting them to talk or dance or something at the prom will work."

"But, Donna-"

"Look, Eric," She interrupted again, "It's technically my fault they broke up. And I wanna help them because I feel guilty about it. Plus, the only thing they've done since they broke up is mope around. God, Hyde's even been listening to freaking country music."

"Yeah... that country music thing really freaked me out," Eric muttered, thinking about the day they walked into the basement and some sad country song was blasting out on the record player.

Donna jerked her eyebrows in agreement before getting back on topic, "Look, Jackie already has her prom dress and shoes and stuff all picked out; she showed me a little while ago when she and Hyde were still together. All I have to do is convince Hyde to go with me and buy him a matching tuxedo, alright? You just need to convince Jackie to let you take her. Then we ditch 'em."

Eric pouted, sighing out a dejected, "Yeah... whatever... Wait," He suddenly perked up, grinning, "Yeah, I'm all for the ditching thing."

Hyde glanced at the basement door as it opened, removing him from his thoughts on his situation, seeing Donna walk through. She stopped in front of him, smiling down at him, her hands on her hips.

"It's your lucky day, Hyde."

"Why?"

"Cuz we're goin' to the prom."

"Uh," Hyde smiled fakely, "No."

"Hyde," Donna said in a warning tone, her smile gone, "You're taking me to the prom."

"Donna," Hyde replied, his voice impatient, "I don't wanna go to the prom. I thought Forman was takin' you, anyway."

"Well, I told him to meet us there. I said I didn't want you moping around all night."

"Ah," Hyde said, another fake smile forming on his face, "So it's a pity thing?"

Donna narrowed her eyes at him, her warning tone returning, "Hyde, I've been taking notes from Jackie, and I'm not afraid to use them."

"Fine," Hyde crossed his arms, turning his attention to the TV, "Go ahead."

"Fine," Donna said, taking a seat next to him. She leaned in close, and suddenly his head was filled with her voice, saying one word, in the same tone, over and over and over again.

"Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please-"

"Fine!" Hyde threw his hands up in frustration, "I'll take ya to the damn prom! Just stop it!"

"Okay, then," Donna smiled happily, grabbing his arm and pulling him from the couch, draggin him out the basement door.

Jackie stood from her couch at the sound of her doorbell ringing, walking toward it to answer it. Eric stood on the other side, and when she answered it, he plastered a large, fake grin on his face.

"Eric," She furrowed her brows, "What're you doing here?"

"Well, Jackie," Eric chirped, "I'm here to get you to say yes to me to take you to the prom."

"Um," Jackie snarked, "No."

"Oh, Jackie," Eric said, still smiling, his voice sweet and peppy, "You don't mean that."

"Uh, yeah, I do. Besides, you're taking Donna, remember?"

"Nah," Eric said casually, "She's goin' with Hyde."

"What?" Jackie shrieked, "Steven won't ask me, but he'll go with that stupid lumberjack!?"

"That's right, Jackie," Eric grinned, "That's right. So how about we go together to get back at them?"

"To get back at them?" Jackie asked, her tone snippy, "Obviously we're gonna get back at them. Wait here, I already have my dress."

"Yeah, I knew that."

She gave him an odd look, "What?"

"Nothing," Eric said quickly, "Let's just see that dress."

Still giving him an odd look, she slowly made her way toward her stairs, glancing back at him every once and a while.

He simply grinned at her.

"See, Hyde," Donna grinned when he stepped out of his house, the screen door making a loud noise as it swung shut, "It looks good on you."

Hyde rolled his eyes, shifting the small golden box under his arm a little. It was prom night, and he was wearing the stupid tux Donna bought for him; the thigh-length black jacket and pants he didn't mind so much as the shirt, which was purple (oh, sorry, lilac), with ruffles. He was able to hide some of the ruffles by keeping the jacket half-buttoned, though, which looked a lot better than keeping it opened up. He decided against wearing the black boots Jackie had gotten him for their double date with Forman and Donna, though, sticking with his scuffed up, tan ones.

"Whatever, Donna," He muttered, shifting his eyes uncomfortably. She wouldn't let him wear his sunglasses, showing off the light, faded bruise on his left eye to the world.

"Don't be a grouch," Donna smiled, "It matches the dress perfectly."

He gave her an odd look, "Donna, this looks nothing like your dress."

She widened her eyes a little, realizing she had said it out loud. "Oh," She stuttered, "Right. No, it doesn't."

He shook his head at her, holding out the golden box, "Here."

"What's this?"

He gave her a stupid look, "The corsage you made me get."

"Oh! Yeah!" She exclaimed, stuttering again, nodding jerkily, "Right, the corsage I bought. Right."

"Yeah, aren't these thing s'posed to match your dress, anyway?"

"It doesn't matter," Donna spoke quickly, grabbing his arms and pulling him off the porch, "Just hold onto that for a little while." She dug through her purse, keeping her elbows folded so her flower patterned shawl wouldn't fall, removing her keys and holding them out to Hyde. "Here, you wanna drive?"

"Sure," Hyde said, grabbing the keys, "Bob's got insurance, right? Wait, I don't care. Let's go."

"Wow," Eric said as he led Jackie through the school gym, avoiding the dancing crowd, "The gym looks like... well, a gym with streamers. But, still, it looks nice."

The two turned their attention to Kelso as he happily made his way toward them, an arm wrapped around Pam Macy's waist.

"Hey, guys," He greeted, grinning, "This is Pam."

"Hi," Jackie smiled, "We have Biology together."

"...Biology?" Pam asked, a ditsy smile on her face.

"Um," Jackie gave her an odd, confused look, "Yeah."

A small pause.

"See, Pam doesn't like to talk about school," Kelso laughed a little.

"O-kay," Eric said slowly, "So are you having fun?'

"No," Pam immediately answered in a rather sweet voice, still smiling, "I have to go to the bathroom."

Jackie watched her walk away before turning her attention to Kelso, smacking him on the arm as she made her way to a table, taking a seat, Eric following, "God, Kelso. You'd rather be with her than Annette? At least Annette had some smarts."

"Hey, I love her!" Kelso defended.

"No, you don't," Eric said in an exasperated tone.

"Yeah, no I don't," Kelso laughed, taking a seat next to them, "Hey, how come you're here with Jackie instead of Donna?"

"Because apparently stupid Steven would rather take stupid Donna to the stupid prom instead of me," Jackie snipped, crossing her arms and pouting, glaring down at the table.

Kelso gave her a confused look before turning his attention to Eric.

"Don't ask," Eric muttered as one of the teachers walking passed their table.

"Good evening kids," She smiled, "Is everybody having fun?"

"Why, yes we are Mrs. Kopenski," Eric smiled fakely, though it turned real when he saw Fez sneaking up behind her, one of his strange looks on his face.

"Good evening, Diana," He said, making her jump a little before she looked at him, "I have been looking all over for you. Shall we dance?"

"I'm not going to dance with you, Fez," She said irritantly before walking off, and Fez grinned happily at the group at the table.

"Isn't she adorable?" He grinned.

Hyde sighed heavily as he and Donna took a seat, letting the boxed corsage drop carelessly on the table, glancing around in annoyance at all the dancers.

"This sucks," He muttered, "I'd rather be at home."

"Oh, come on," Donna said, "It's not that bad."

Hyde glared at her.

"Okay, so maybe it's not your thing," Donna consented, "But I bet if you'd tried, you'd have fun."

"Yeah, whatever," He muttered again, glancing around the room, his brows furrowing when he caught sight of something, "Is that Jackie?"

"Um," Donna's eyes widened, and she began stuttered, "What? No. I... need to go to the bathroom."

She speed walked away, leaving Hyde staring confusedly after her.

"Psst," Eric glanced around, hearing the hiss, catching sight of Donna jerking her arm in a 'come here' motion a little away from their table.

"Hey, um..." He trailed off, looking at Jackie, "I need to use the bathroom."

She shrugged, not paying any attention to him as he sped passed her, making his way over to Donna.

"Okay, Eric," She said quietly, "This isn't working out like I'd hoped."

"Gee," He replied sarcastically, "Ya think?"

"Shut up," She muttered dangerously, "Look, just... get Jackie out on the dance floor, okay? I'm gonna go talk to Hyde."

He nodded as she walked back toward her table before heading back to his own, tapping Jackie on the shoulder.

"Hey," He smiled, "Why don't we dance for a bit?"

She shrugged, muttering, "Sure." She stood, and he grabbed her hand, leading her to the middle of the dance floor before pulling her hesitantly close, beginning their dance.

"Why's Jackie here with Forman, Donna?" Hyde immediately demanded when she reached their table, "And I suppose the tux does match the dress, huh?"

She grinned at that, taking a seat next to him, looking at him despite his attention being solely on Jackie as the song "Tiny Dancer", ironically, began to play, "Look, Hyde. The only reason I dragged you here was to get you to talk to Jackie. I mean... you two are completely miserable, and part of it's my fault."

He gave her an odd look at that.

"Don't ask," She said before continuing, "You wanna be with her, and she wants to be with you. So... go be with each other."

"Yeah..." He mumbled, looking back at Jackie in her lilac dress, her hair piled on her head in curls, ringlets framing her face, flowers in hair. "Alright," He stood, removing the corsage from the box as he did, and Donna stood as well, signaling to Eric to come to her when he glanced their way.

"Hey, Jackie," Eric grinned, "Wait right here, I'm gonna be right back." Jackie gave him a confused look, watching him walk away. She jumped slightly when she felt a tap on her shoulder, spinning around and coming face to face with Steven. In a tux that matched her dress, no less.

"Jackie..." He said quietly, his eyes trailing her, "...You look beautiful."

She blushed, glancing nervously into his uncovered eyes, "Thank you, Steven. You look really handsome."

"Mm," He murmured, holding up the corsage, "This, uh, this is for you."

"Oh, Steven, it's beautiful," She said, letting him take her hand to place it on her wrist.

There was a small pause as they looked at each other, his hands still holding onto her wrist.

"Jackie, I miss you," He said quietly.

She gave a small smile, "I miss you, too... I'm sorry, Steven."

"Forget about it," Hyde said, pulling her hand so she was closer to him, and she wrapped her arms around him, leaning her head on his chest. One of his hands rested on the small of her back, the other on her upper back, and they began to sway to the music, everyone else disappearing as they entered their own little world, the main chorus of "Tiny Dancer" resounding.

"Hold me closer, tiny dancer! Count the headlights on the highway! Lay me down in sheets of linen! You had a busy day today..."

Donna and Eric smiled at the sight of Jackie and Hyde dancing, watching them as they swayed together in their own dance. Donna turned her attention back to Eric, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck, her own corsage now firmly around her wrist now that Eric finally had a chance to give it to her.

"This is such a great night," Donna smiled, "It's too bad our parents aren't out of town... so we'd have someplace to go... for after."

"Yeah..." Eric said nervously, finally getting a chance to tell Donna what he was planning to tell her before she came up with the 'Get Jackie and Hyde Back Together Plan', "Like... a motel room."

"Yeah, that would've been great."

"Really? Cuz I got one."

They stood still, Donna giving him a confused look, "Did you plan on telling me?"

"Um..." Eric stuttered before deciding to just go with, "No."

"Well, it's better that you didn't," Donna smiled, "It's more spontaneous."

"Sponta-" Eric laughed, "Oh, you are so the girl for me!"

"Let's go," Donna said, giving him a serious look.

Eric nodded, his own face going serious, "Okay."

Donna grabbed his hand, leading him out of the prom.

Of course, they got their pictures taken first. There was no way Donna was leaving without a picture.

The door flew open, and Jackie and Hyde stumbled into her bedroom, Hyde leading her backwards with his hands on her waist, her hands clutching his shoulders, their lips sealed together in a heated kiss. He had missed kissing her more than he could verbalize, the softness of her lips, and the taste of cherries that always seemed to be integrated onto them.

Hyde slowly broke the kiss, running his hands up Jackie's waist, and rested his forehead against hers. She leaned up and began peppering small kisses on the patch of skin under his ear, and he slid his hands up to her hair, pulling it out of its bun so it fell messily against her shoulders.

She pulled away, looking up at him as he removed the flowers from her hair.

"I really did miss you, Steven," She murmured quietly, and he rested one hand on the back of her neck.

"Me too, doll," He muttered quietly before speaking in a mock stern voice, his eyes widened just a little, making her giggle quietly, "Don't do it again."

"Seriously, though," He said, using his fingers to massage her neck, "Don't, don't do it again."

"I'm not, Steven," She breathed out in a quiet laugh, sliding her hands up to wrap around his neck, "Promise."

"Good," He whispered before leaning down to kiss her again, and she whimpered as he gently sucked on her bottom lip before pressing his tongue to her lips. She parted her mouth a little, letting him explore, and she began rushing to unbutton his jacket.

His hands slid up her back, fiddling with the buttons on her dress as she slid her hands over his covered chest, fiddling with his own buttons. He removed his lips from her and began kissing along her neck, and she bit her lip, removing her fingers from his buttons to grasp his shoulders.

He grasped the flaps of her now unbuttoned dress, slowly pulling them down her shoulders, letting his fingers lightly brush her skin as he slid them down her arms. She let go of his shoulders to help pull her dress over her hands, letting it fall the rest of the way down, pooling against her feet, revealing her strapless bra and matching underwear. He lightly grasped her upper arms just below her shoulder, watching her as she removed her gloves and corsage, letting them pile on top of her dress. When she grasped his shoulders again, he slid his hands up to cup her neck, pulling her in for a deep kiss.

She slid her hands down, pulling his jacket down his arms, and he removed his hands from her neck to remove his jacket completely, letting it fall to the floor as he re-cupped her neck and began leading her backwards toward the bed. He gently laid her back, climbing on top of her, resting a knee between her legs.

"Steven," She whimpered, her fingers finishing the job of unbuttoning his shirt, and her hands caressed his bare sides, his shirt hanging limply on his shoulders. He shivered at her touch, removing his shirt completely before leaning back down.

He touched his lips to hers in another kiss, their tongues dancing together in the most natural way, and she moaned at the smooth movements of his strong yet gentle tongue, running her hands up his back to clutch his shoulders. His lips moved to her collar bone, nipping and sucking, and she arched into him as her fingers made their way to his belt buckle. She unclasped his belt as his hands slid around her back, undoing her bra clasp, tossing the garment over the side of the bed.

He slid his mouth along her chest, down to her breast, slowly making his way to her hardened nipples, and she moaned softly when he took one into his mouth, feeling a pulsing heat between her legs. She gripped his hair, arching into him when his mouth began to make a searing trail down her abdomen, using his hands to pull her only remaining covering down her legs. She felt his legs jerk a little, followed by the thumps of his boots hitting the floor.

He began to kiss up her legs, and she bit her lip again, gripping his hair tighter when she felt a warm breath exhaled just millimeters from her most intimate place. She sucked in a slow breath, arching her hips when he placed a slow, long wet kiss on the moist skin, creating a smacking noise. She moaned quietly when his tongue began making delicate circles on her clit, and she gasped when she felt a finger enter her, thrusting at a gentle rhythm.

When she came, it was with a cry, and he moved up her body as she calmed down, placing small kisses on her skin along the way. She wrapped her arms tight around his neck when he reached her face, pulling him in for a searing kiss.

Suddenly, he rolled over, and she looked down at him in surprise from her position, straddling his hips. He shifted a little, freeing himself, and she bit her lip again, nervous at the new position.

"Just relax, sweetheart," He whispered softly, his voice hoarse, "It's fine." He ran his hands over her sides, and she nodded, her lip still under her teeth, lowering her eyes in a shy manner as he helped her lift her hips up a little, guiding himself to her entrance. He gripped her hips tightly as he gently lowered onto him. She moaned at the feeling of him slowly entering her, her nails digging into his chest, and he sucked in a sharp breath at the feeling of her walls encasing him.

"There, see?" He whispered, breathing heavily, gripping her legs just above her bent knees, thanking every god he could think of that she was on the pill and he could feel her completely bare, "It's fine, you're fine." He rubbed his thumbs in soothing circles over her skin, letting her get used to him. She shifted, making him grunt quietly, moving her hands down to rest them on his abs. He let his head rest against her pillow, closing his eyes and controlling his breathing through his nose as she began to rock back and forth, stimulating them without actually removing him from her; her movements were slow and bit awkward as she tried to keep her balance, unused to the new position, but it felt wonderful all the same. He opened his eyes, looking up at her, and she looked back, though she glanced away shyly at his heated gaze every now and then.

The only sounds in the room were their heavy breathing and the quiet creaks of the bed. It took a while with the too slow movements, almost thirty minutes, but they didn't mind, enjoying being connected for as long as possible. Her movements began to speed up at the feel of heat spreading throughout her lower belly, her nails digging into his skin, and she heard his breathing increase along with hers, his grip on her legs tightening. And when she came with a cry, feeling him twitch inside her, coming along with her, it was with a slow fire burning through her body as opposed to the usual explosion of pleasure.

She collapsed on top of him, panting, and one arm wrapped around her lower back, his other hand gripping the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair. He kissed her shoulder, shifting so that they were lying on their sides, facing one another, burying his face in her hair, her own nuzzling into his chest.

"I can't believe you're letting me listen to this," Jackie mumbled, gripping the blanket tighter. She and Hyde were still in her bed later that night, her head on his naked chest, the song "Crazy Love" by Van Morrison playing quietly on her radio.

"Yeah, well," Hyde teased, "You were screamin' so loud I could barely hear it."

"Steven!" She laughed, playfully slapping his chest, shifting a little so she could look up at him, "So do you think Eric and Donna are really gonna do it?"

"No way, man, they totally chickened out."

"Well, what about Fez? Do you really think he got his teacher to sleep with him?"

Hyde snorted, "There is no way he's gonna get a hotter, older chick to sleep with 'em. She probably danced with 'em, but she ain't gonna sleep with 'em. Hell, the person he's probably gonna lose it to is Big Rhonda."

She giggled a little at that, but stopped when she saw him looking at her with a serious expression.

"Jackie... I love you."

She smiled, "I love you, too, Steven."

Yay! Jackie and Hyde fluff!

Who else is happy? :)