This chapter is rated M and is a little smutty... sorry to those of you who aren't into that sort of thing... for those who are... enjoy!

Chapter 11: Fire and Rain

Been walking my mind to an easy time my back turned towards the sun
Lord knows when the cold wind blows it'll turn your head around
Well, there's hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things
To come
Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground

Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you, baby, one more time again, now

"Steven!" Jackie squealed as they ran down the basement stairs, her hands gripping the sides of his waist. As they neared the bottom of the staircase, Steven turned and hurled her over his shoulder and smacked her rear. She could hear Kitty and Ms. McGee arguing while Kelso pleaded with Kitty to not call his mother, Red and Eric yelled back and forth while Donna attempted to back Eric up.

Jackie grinned wide as the blood rushed to her head and in between her thighs. Steven flipped her on to the couch and climbed on top of her, positioning one leg in between her thigh and the back of the couch and the other between her legs. He wrapped one arm around her lower waist and the other hand made his way through her hair and their lips met. Jackie grabbed the sides of his face as she rose her body to meet his.

She could feel Steven grow hard as his jeans pushed against her leg. His kisses were desperate and rough. His beard scratched her face and even though she had complained about it a billion times she secretly loved it. It had made Steven even hotter than he already was.

Steven's hand moved lower and started yanking at her dress and pulling it up around her hips and waist. She mimicked his thoughts and pulled his shirt off and took the opportunity to run her hands along the sides of his defined body.

Above their heads the yelling continued, when Jackie heard a door slam she pulled herself away from his lips, "Bedroom?"

They both leaped off the back of the couch and rushed toward Steven's little room just as heavy footsteps came down the basement stairs. Jackie pulled the door closed behind her and Steven pinned her against it, wrapping one of her legs around him and yanking her dress up. As their lips met again, Steven's hand found its way between Jackie legs.

She felt his lips spread into a smile as he realized how wet she was for him already. He didn't even both to take her panties, he pushed them to the side as he began to trace circles with his thumb as his fingers found their way inside her.

Her breath quickened as she bit her lip and tried to drown out Eric and Donna's voices. Her head hit the back of the door as Steven's mouth found her neck. How could he multitask like this? Just as she felt herself about to release, Steven withdrew from her. Her eyes popped open to meet his devilish grin. She reached for his belt buckle as his pulled her dress over her head. They separated and pulled off their own undergarments as they made their way to Steven's little cot.

Jackie dropped to her knees before he would sit down and took him in her mouth. It wasn't too long before Steven couldn't help himself. He laid her down and entered her, slowly at first, teasing her with how good he felt. She had no idea how much she enjoyed sex until she has slept with Steven.

She wrapper her arms and legs around him and whispered in his ear as his pace increased.

When she closed her eyes, she wasn't in the Forman's basement anymore. She couldn't hear Red and Kitty fighting above them or Eric whining on the basement couch to Donna. She didn't think about her big empty house or her dad in jail. She forgot every awkward sexual encounter she had with some dumb high school boy who didn't know what to do with hands or his dick.

When she opened her eyes, she wasn't in the Forman's basement anymore. She was in her bed, alone, with hearts in her eyes for an 18 year old Steven Hyde.

She sat up and pulled her legs to her chest. How come it all feels like yesterday? Every single moment… the good ones feel just as good still and the bad ones feel just as terrible. She still, after all these years, couldn't wrap her head around loving someone so much, knowing the things about them that sometimes they didn't even know themselves, feeling at home in another person but all the while hurting each other and pushing one another away.