Title: Made Whole
Author: Katya Starling
Dedicated To: My "Poppa"
Fandom: Saved by the Bell
Pairing: Slater/Jessie
Rating: NC-17/AO
Challenge: Fan-Flashworks Amnesty: Restraint
Warnings: Anal
Disclaimer: All characters within are Engel's, not the author's.











She's always lived her life worried about how she should act, carry herself, think, and do and what others will think, especially if she messes up. She is the one with the high morales and the sharpest mind in the school. She is the one who all the other girls are supposed to look up to, even while sneering at, the one who's supposed to be better than anybody else. She's the one they're supposed to look to for what to do and for hope that women can be strong, classy, and beautiful and not just sex objects.

Yet right now, that's exactly what she feels like --, and it feels wonderful, majestic, amazing! There are not enough words in even her vast vocabulary to describe everything she's feeling right now, but it is without a doubt the most amazing, incredible feeling she's ever had. Excitement screams through her being; she's trembling inside and out with the intense ecstasy of it all.

Yet, if she lets herself think about it, she would have found this all disgusting just a month ago. She's being pulled by her hair and is on her knees because of a man. They're in a place she's always hated - the school gymnasium - where anyone could walk in on them at any time. But it is late, she assures herself, and Slater would never let them be discovered. He protects her in ways she's never been protected before, in ways she never even allowed herself to want before. It's one of a million ways he makes her feel cherished, loved, amazing.

God, how she wants him! How she loves him! How she needs him! Jessie screams as Slater thrusts harder and deeper again and fills her more completely than anything she's ever known.

They fall together onto his wrestling mat, a sweating, tingling, gasping mess. Somehow, in the darkness, his strong arms find her naked body; only then does she realize that his warm hands have never left her body for long.

She's still gasping, but now her breathing and heart rate start to settle. He kisses her cheek and brushes his mouth against her long, wet hair. “See, Momma,” he whispers huskily, “I told you you wouldn't regret it.”

“I never regret anything with you, Poppa,” she answers just as huskily while curling her bare body around his. As she nestles with him and listens to his heart beating in rhythm with hers in the silent darkness of the gym, she realizes just how true her words are. This amazing, wonderful man has managed to make her let go of almost every restraint she's ever had. Yet she's never felt better, never felt more herself, never felt more at home in her own body, never felt freer, and most certainly never felt more loved! She sighs happily into his muscular chest. “I love you!”

“I love you too!”. He kisses her again, and her whole being sings as she feels complete and loved. She thinks one last time of the example she'd set if they're found here, not that he'd let that happen. But even if they're found, that doesn't matter, because all they'll find is two people in love.

She beams and continues to positively glow. It doesn't matter if they find them, because everybody deserves to find what she's found in him. Everybody deserves to find that one person in all the world who completes them; everybody deserves to be loved. Her heart and soul complete, Jessie kisses her soul mate once again.




The End