A/N: I know. I'm a worm. A worthless worm. *insert Hercules gif here* I've been so horrible! Super lame for not updating sooner. I won't lie. Got side tracked with a True Blood story that I started up (Get away from me, Eric. I'm trying to help out Hyde right now. Selfish isn't a good color, my friend.) So needy. However! Marina2351 (I hope your families alright and that everything went well at the doctors! You had me worried for your abuela. But also selfishly happy that my story saved your life. It was a very conflicting time.) and all you others who reviewed and followed/favorited!
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Chapter Fourteen: Wants and Needs
There was something oddly therapeutic about watching the jocks try and grab every boob and butt that walked past their table at lunch. They would whisper and nod and grin like no one knew what was running through their dirty, little, ape minds and then they would still. They would all crouch closer to the table like they were suddenly cheetahs out in the wilderness hunkering down for coverage in the grass. A girl. Their eyes would widen, a primal whisper uneasing their silence. Que a coy indifference. Then snap, one of their big hands would fly out and barely skate across a girl's hinny and she would go shrieking. Laughter. Hazzah! The king's had made their claim again.
"Hey, doll-" Tina held up a finger, her eyes enrapt with the table as the letterman jackets crunched and adjusted around their bulky shoulders. Another gazelle had wandered into their attack zone, her skirt a bit too tight, a bit too short. Entranced, Tina took another careful bite of her pasta salad, completely oblivious as Hyde settled beside her on the cafeteria seat, following her gaze. He smirked.
Ever since Jackie had joined the gang, Tina had almost gone out of her way to stop her open assault on the cheerleaders and jocks that populated her classes and halls. No more pointing out the fact that Greg had spelled America wrong again. Or that Janette had lipstick on her teeth and her skirt tucked into her undies. Now it was like National Geographic had come to Tina's part of the world, her eyes following every bit of action like she was watching an entirely different species.
"Do you-" A dainty finger pressed into his lips, sending a spark skittering across the skin and into his mouth. His eyes darkened, flicking over to watch as she leaned across the table to try and get a better view. Tina Forman was completely oblivious to what she was doing to the boy as her skirt hitched a bit higher, her maddenly yellow platforms sliding unevenly across the ground to bump against his boots. It was ridiculous how much a tweed skirt and button up made him want to kiss her until she couldn't remember her name.
"Sssshhhh," she whispered, her eyes wide. The cheetahs were going after one of the hottest girls in the school - Tracy Whiner. Sure, in elementary school everybody called her whiner-whiner such a crier but now - now she was Tracy Whiner, top of the cheerleading pyramid. One of them moved forward, his eyes intent on the unassuming girl as she flounced by. Just a bit more - Slap.
"Teddy Gerard, you putz!" Tracy shrieked, grabbing her ass like she had just been bitten by a gator as the table howled.
"Nice one, Teddy!" a jock crowed, slapping the grinning boys shoulders as he shrugged, looking up at the cheerleader with a mockingly innocent smile.
"Don't be a spaz," he said as the girl gave another shriek and started in on a mad rant about how much of a screw-up he was. Tina settled back in her seat with a contented smile, barely registering the fact that her finger was still pressed firmly to Hyde's lips.
Theraputic was one thing that Tina never would have thought in relation to the jocks of Point Place High but they were turning into an all-expense paid spa for the girl. All she had to do was watch them for a moment or two and she would feel like the smartest person that ever walked through these doors.
She gave a sigh, turning to stare up at the curly haired boy. Who was looking at her in an open hungry way. Tina's eyes widened, her heart racing against her ribcage as she realized the position that she was in. Hyde was nearly looming over her, his arm placed nonchalantly on the table in front of them as the other one came around to cage her in. She could feel his thumb skimming lightly along the curve of her butt. Slowly, cautiously, she removed her finger from his lips, like an animal that had sensed a predator nearby.
"Am I being replaced for a jock, doll?" Hyde drawled nonchalantly, his tone belying the gravel that sent resulting shivers up Tina's spine. Her ears peaked, a blush creeping up her cheeks as her eyes flicked quickly to his lips.
She was all too aware of how close he was, how his smile was doing funny things to her brain. Her heart shivered. Unintentionally, Tina turned into him, her knees bumping against the inside of his as he straddled the bench.
"I don't know," she murmured. "They have a lot going for them."
Hyde's eyes darkened dangerously, his smirk turning predatory as he leaned in. "I could slap your ass every time you walked by if that's what you wanted, bunny."
Fire lit up inside her, her ears burning as her eyes turned a stormy blue. "And I would slap your face right back, Steven Hyde."
"I love it when you use my full name."
"You're an animal."
"Keep talking dirty and I might throw you over my shoulder and take you to your brothers car."
Excitement bubbled along her nerves, sending her head spinning. A small, irritatingly loud part of Tina wanted Hyde to do exactly what he was saying. Her eyes blazed, her fingers inching unconsciously to run along the back of his hand that still rested on the table. Just as unconsciously, Hyde's other hand rubbed along the top of her thigh.
"BREAK IT UP!" Eric's scrawny shoulders wedged their way between the two, sending both of them skittering back in alarm. Tina blinked. Hyde gave a low, frustrated growl. Giving a loud laugh, Eric nuzzled his way between the two, his shoulders and thighs filled on either side by his sister and Hyde. "It takes more thought to not make a baby than it does to conceive, am I right, kids? Don't give into lust!"
Tina felt a sudden well of hatred boil through her as she stared sidelong at her brother, his eyes wide and mooned heavily with dark circles. Last night she had heard him flipping so much in his bed that he had thought that he might be having a seizure next door. Now he was pushing his way between Hyde and her and although she didn't want to feel one way or the other about that fact, she definitely was leaning more towards open anger.
"What is wrong with you?" Tina snarled out, shoving at his shoulder as she readjusted his skirt and watch Hyde snatch Eric's chocolate milk from his tray.
"What-" Her twin spluttered, his shoulders going up and his head hunching down as he curled around his food. He had been all nervousy and twitchy lately. And it was really starting to get to her. "Me? I'm - I love it - Oh god."
With that, his lips sealed tightly together and he hunkered down into his cold chili slosh, his eyes haunted. Tina had no clue what was up with him but if he kept being the makeout police, she was going to strangle him herself. Absentmindedly, she rubbed a hand along his back.
"Dammit. Gimme that," Hyde hissed, agitated as a wild beast as he reached across Eric to grab a tootsie roll from Tina's bag, his face glum.
"Boy, these after school specials are thrilling," Fez was saying, his smile cheeky as Hyde nodded, the curly haired boy's eyes flicking back to Tina who was sprawled out in her usual spot across the washer and dryer, one leg dangling limply from the edge. "I mean, who knew it takes only one beer to turn a cheerleader into a whore?"
"Or a couple glasses of spiked vodka," Tina sang softly, flipping through a magazine. Hyde snorted.
"Tina, skirt," Eric chided as he paced boy, his hands clasped behind his back. Disapprovingly, his eyes flicked to where the tweed bottom had ridden up to reveal a bit of the girl's thigh.
"Eric, face," Tina mimicked right back to him, giving him the finger as he shot her a withering glare.
"You know, Fez, this show contains an important message." Tina glanced over at the cheerleaders voice, her eyes narrowing. Lately, Jackie had been being more of a butt than usual. Snide little comments in the hallways and dirty looks were beginning to seriously piss the auburn haired girl off. She had no clue what was wrong with the girl but if she didn't back off from Hyde pretty soon, Tina couldn't vouch for what her temper would do. "That very thing happened to a good friend of mine."
"Really?"
"Mhm."
"May I ask who?" Fez asked, trying to sound innocent but only coming off sounding like a perv.
"Man, that is one drunk, slutty cheerleader," Hyde remarked, staring at the screen with furrowed brows. Tina glanced up, seeing the blonde on the screen give a cheer and a sloppy kiss to some frat boys.
"There go her pom poms," Donna sang and Tina sent her an appreciative smirk.
"Alright, alright!" Eric was up from his tense seat in one of the lawn chairs, turning the TV off before Tina could even blink. "That is quite enough! Everywhere I look it's sex, sex, SEX! And I, for one, will not have it in my basement! TINA, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PULL YOUR SKIRT DOWN!"
"Eric, what's wrong with you?" Donna questioned, her brows going up at the outburst.
Sighing, Hyde got up from his spot and made his way lazily over to the girl who was still sprawled out on the machines, her brows furrowed. She had no clue what he was doing but usually when he got that considerately condescending tone to his voice, it meant trouble. Tina's eyes narrowed as he gave her a smirk, his eyes sparkling mischievously.
"Here ya go, bunny," he said with an assured nod as the auburn haired girl stared up at him. Hyde placed a hand on her leg. "I'll help you."
With practiced strength, he lifted up her legs and hopped onto the machines, giving the whole room a goofy grin as he set Tina's legs back over his lap. "You're welcome, Forman."
"You dillweed-" Tina snapped, trying desperately to pull her legs from his grip but only earning a raised brow from the curly haired boy. Against the outer edge of her thigh, his palms flat and a startling contrast against the soft skin. His lips flicked up, the hand sliding a bit further until his fingers were toying with the edge of her skirt.
Tina's breath stalled out, her eyes going wide. Was it sadistic of Hyde to like that expression on her? His hand tightened on the soft skin, loving the feel of her under him. Some of the conversation around her filtered in, her whole body stilling. Her eyes narrowed. He wouldn't dare.
What was Tina thinking? Of course he would dare. Steven Hyde always dared. It was one of the things that Tina Forman love - Her heart let out an irrational scream like an elephant that had just seen a cheetah in the grass. Hyde's eyes narrowed on her as he felt the muscles of her thighs tense under his fingers. It was one of the things that she liked about Hyde - one of the things that she found vaguely pleasant, kind of cute, or appreciated in terms of general knowledge of another human being. The auburn haired girl's cheeks heated, her throat tightening. There was no way that she was falling into this death trap. Not with Steven Hyde.
"Tina?" Hyde murmured, his brows furrowing and the hand that was on her thigh, moving up to rest warmly on her lower abdomen as he leaned closer to her, the other one still resting calmly on the outside of her legs so she could move them from his lap.
Tina swallowed, glancing away from him as sudden fear pumped through her. The whole gang was staring at them. Thank god Kelso was still propped up somewhere trying to recover from his fall from the water tower. He would have surely said something about this compromising situation. Gulping, Tina shoved at Hyde's chest causing the curly haired boy to lean back, taking in the stares. And then smirk like a cat that had just gotten cream, sending Eric a wink that made the twin's ears go red.
"WE'RE NOT GOING OUT!" Tina screamed desperately. Not fooling anyone.
"Okay," Jackie said slowly, getting up to go to the basement door. "Well, I'm gonna go check on Michael."
Hyde leaned back, his hand still rest on Tina's stomach as he leaned back against the cement wall behind the dryer. Stupid hand, Tina seethed, staring down at it. It was a distracting reminder of what kind of situation she was in. Plus, her insides melted in a gooey kind of way, watching as the long fingers flexed a bit as she took a breath in. She blushed, flopping back to frown at Jackie's retreat.
"Yeah," Hyde called. "How's he doin'?"
Although, Hyde wasn't the most sentimental, he had been the only one to inquire so far about Kelso. Tina smirked, her fingers inching down to play along the ones at her stomach, smiling as the rough fingers respond by flexing and batting at her soft pinches.
"Oh yeah like you care." Tina head snapped to the side, her playing abruptly stopping at the mean words. The brunette's eyes narrowed at the snide look on the cheerleader's face, her mind snapping back to all those times at lunch that the jocks had laughed at Hyde and he had had to take it. Anger roared up, crushing all common control as she leveled up onto her elbows.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Tina said softly and the cheerleader tensed, her shoulder going up. Fez and Donna shifted in discomfort on the couch and Eric's eyes snapped up and out of their haze at the familiar tone. He had been Tina's twin for too many years to mistake that as anything other than the calm before the hale. Hunkering down, his eyes flicked warily to the cheerleader.
She was way out of her league.
Hyde's brows tipped up as his eyes flicked to Tina.
"Hyde knows," Jackie snapped, glaring at the curly haired boy. Her eyes narrowed shrewdly, her arms crossing. "Why don't you just apologize?"
"Apologize for what?" Hyde asked, his eyes narrowing and his shoulders tensing as well.
"Please, Princess Burkhart," Tina said, her words dangerously low and her eyes flashing chilly. "Grace us with an explanation."
Even lions knew when they were in danger.
Jackie huffed, venom lacing her words and twisting her face as she whirled for the door. "If you don't know than you're obviously a big, fat jerk!"
The blinds on the door rattled as she stomped out of the basement. Silence.
"Okay," Hyde said, leaning back into the wall once more, his eyes watching Tina warily as the girl's eyes stayed on the door that Jackie had just exited from, her lips thin and her eyes deadly. "She's nuts."
Fez nodded. "I know. You are not fat!"
Donna snickered. Eric smiled. The tension broke like a stick beneath someone's boot. Frowning indignantly, Tina slowly lowered back down but her expression was still troubled.
"Thank you, Fez," Hyde said with a nod and the foreigner nodded, everyone's attention going back to the small TV.
Something was gnawing at Tina. Hyde could feel it traveling through her and out of her pores like he could feel her gentle breaths beneath his fingers. He didn't address it, gently making circles through the soft cotton of her shirt as he stared blankly at the TV, watching the motions of the characters but not catching any of the meaning.
Tina was watching the TV with the same amount of attention, her thoughts just as far away. She was thinking about Hyde's first crush. She was thinking about how he had picked a couple dandelions at recess and gone up to the girl and given her to them, his smile shy and sweet. Tina Forman had watched from the monkey bars, kicking at the girls who tried to get up onto what her nine year old mind had thought was her domain.
She had watched as Hyde had gone up to the prettiest girl in school - the richest girl who always talked about how her daddy got her a pony for christmas - and just came out and told her how he felt. It had been the first time that Tina had felt anything other than hate for the boy.
She had watched as the girl stomped on the dandelions and shoved Hyde to the ground, sneering and hissing like a venomous snake.
Now, eight years later, her hand crept towards Hyde's once more, her fingers curling into his without a thought on the action. Tina didn't even know that she was doing it.
"I have to go," Donna suddenly said, standing up and turning to Eric. "Walk me home?"
"What?" The boy blinked, unraveling his willowy frame from the chair. "Oh, yeah."
Fez had long since left, his parents setting a strict curfew that provided zero leniency.
Tina blinked, looking around the basement and realizing that she was alone with Hyde. Again. And he was clearly thinking the same thing, his hands suddenly grasping her waist and dragging her up and onto his lap without even a word as she let out a surprised squeak, trying to keep her balance. Reflexively, her hands came to keep hold of Hyde's shoulders, her thighs splayed on either side of his as Hyde's hands came to rest on her thighs. Blue eyes behind dark sunglasses searched hers, his brows furrowing as heat seeped up Tina's neck.
"What was that about?" Tina stiffened, her mind flashing immediately back to Jackie and the irrational emotions that had flooded her. She shouldn't have cared. She should have taken it like she took the actions of the jocks who slapped everybody's asses in the cafeterias - interesting but non-detrimental to her daily life and routines.
But she hadn't. It had hurt her and made her angry like Jackie had been targeting Tina directly. And that didn't come from casual interest in a boy. That came with something closer to what Eric and Donna had.
"Nothing," she mumbled out innocently, leaning forward to give him a chaste kiss and try to distract him.
"It didn't seem like nothing," Hyde rasped against her lips, his hands tightening on her hips and then he was sliding her forward, her skirt inching up until she could feel the bare heat of him against her. Tina let out a shaky breath, her hand tightening on his shoulder as her heart tightened, her body responding oddly to his closeness. Her eyes fluttered, her nipples peaking at the scrape of his denim button up against her. His jaw was rough with the day's stubble, stray strands of curly blonde hair falling across his forehead. Hyde's nose bumped against hers, drawing her attention away from all the little details that made her heart hurt in the most delightful way. "If you don't want to talk with me, I understand. But I'm keeping my mouth shut about us going out. I'm not going to quietly follow you around like a lost puppy."
A derisive snort rolled from her and Tina's hands finally found the will to move, sliding to wrap around Hyde's neck and tangle into his hair. Leaning forward, she kiss his lips softly, her nails scraping along his scalp and causing a rumble to reverberate through him. "You'd never be a puppy for anyone."
He pulled away, one of his hands traveling up to massage along her back. "With you, I think I might be."
Her insides shook, her whole world seeming to contract around her as Hyde's lips met Tina's and he gave her a harder kiss, one that stung a little bit. Nails scraped roughly along her back, gentled by the material of her shirt as his other hand grasped her hips, balling the fabric of Tina's skirt up and hitching it higher. Her brows furrowed, her breathing growing ragged as he gave her another punishing kiss.
He was angry, Tina realized distantly. Admitting that made him angry.
She pulled away, panting and breaking the kiss. His eyes were flashing. Tina shook her head, taking off his glasses so that she could have a clear view. He blinked, his eyes flicking briefly to her lips and his eyes flashing through with gray.
"You're a liar," she whispered, her mind fighting desperately against the naked truth. SHe didn't want him to say that stuff. That made this a little too real. Hyde and Tina weren't Donna and Eric. They weren't Kelso and Jackie. "You're a liar, Steven Hyde. No girl could ever make you weak."
"Why'd you have to go and break the moment like that, Forman?" Hyde growled, leaning forward to nip at her bottom lip in reprimand. Tina gasped as the rough denim of Hyde's jeans scraped along the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. "What do you want from me, Tina? You want me to be the dumpster rat, the bad boy? You want me to kiss you when your daddy's on the other side of the door? What do you want?"
It was the same question - the one that he had asked her in the driveway that christmas day. Her mind swirled in confusion as his teeth nipped into her neck, leaving a stinging bite that he soothed with forceful laps. Hyde's hand tightened, one moving to her ass and drag her forward, the scrape of his jeans against her sensitive, swollen flesh tearing a whimper from her.
"I - I don't-" She stuttered off, squeezing her eyes shut as the evidence of his arousal rubbed against her, sending her muscles tightening convulsively around emptiness. Tina squirmed, flexing into him like a cat in heat. She didn't know what she wanted. "I just want you."
A harsh sound vibrated deep from Hyde's chest. His fingers yanked at the bottom of her button up, tugging it from her skirt so that his hands rubbed roughly along his ribs, up, up, up until he was at her breasts, squeezing them roughly with a groan.
"This is a bad idea," Tina managed to stammer past the haze, whimpering as his fingers worked under her bra to run a thumb over her nipples.
"Very bad," he agreed, his words like gravel as his lips moved restlessly along her neck, nipping and licking as on hand came down to her butt, forcing her to rub against him as the other flattened her against his chest. He didn't want a single fucking inch between them. If he could have - his bit into the curve of her shoulder, rumbling out a breath of approval as her moan and the way that she arched into him - he would have kept her like this forever. "Why do you have to do this to me, Tina?"
Her mind spun at the accusation, trying to grasp onto what he was saying. Her nails scraped along through his hair, trying for some leverage. A low, guttural growl forced it's way from his lips as he thrusted up against her, the hand inching across her ribs, rubbing along the bottom of her breasts, rolling out from her shirt to tangle in her hair and yank her to him.
Instantly, her mouth opened under his, her tongue crashing against his in desperation as she tried to increase the friction as she pitched down into him. Was it possible to want someone in such a carnal way? To want to devour them body and soul? It shook Tina to her very bones.
"TINA!"
The two pulled apart, panting against each other's lips as their foreheads kissed. Soothingly, Hyde's fingers massaged under her top, his work roughened fingers wondering at the soft texture of her skin beneath his. God, I just want to stay here, both of them thought, their minds almost desperate with the wish.
"TINA! YOUR TWINS ACTING WEIRD!" The auburn haired girl sighed in frustration, turning to glare up at the wooden stairs as her sister's voice drew closer.
"I hate that bitch," Hyde seethed, staring icily up the stairs as well. Grumpily, he watched as Tina angrily did up the few buttons that had popped free from her shirt and tucking it back into her skirt, her skin tinted a delightful scarlet. All his work so easily undone. He smirked, catching sight of a couple dark marks along her neck. Not so easily undone than.
"How do I look?" she huffed, running her hands through the knots in her hair quickly.
Hyde smirked, leaning forward to press his lips gently to hers. "Like you want to stay with me."
Tina didn't say anything. She was absolutely terrible at lying. Rubbing a hand through his hair and indulging in a little weakness as she deepened the kiss. Damn. He was just too tempting. He was a menace. He was a dirty, dirty drug.
Groaning, Hyde watched in irritation as Tina reluctantly pulled away and hopped off of the washer. And then stumbled a bit as her legs went limp under her.
Smugly, he watched as she tried to correct herself, her spine straightening as she tried to make her way up the stairs with as much dignity as she had left. Tina was right not to say goodbye. Talking to him anymore would weaken her resolve into mush and she would end up crawling back onto his lap and letting him do all the things that he had wanted to do for months - maybe even years.
"So stunned," Hyde mumbled, slamming his head against the wall, his hands clenching.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT, LAURIE?!" he heard Tina scream up the stairs and he smirked as her arctic eyes flashed through his mind.
A little, bitty lemon. I hope this makes up for my absence. You know what to do to make me update!
70's lingo:
So stunned: So stupid.