I needed to redo Dead End but I didn't want it as Cenaton and 'Dirty Water' is a good idea. So I decided to combine the both into making a new Hardycest fic that will take the place of my baby, 'Torn'. Because I need a new baby. Apparently, 'True Romance' is just being a bitch and a hassle to complete. XD. 'Torn' though was my first ever Hardycest fic so I love it the most. It doms all other fics. XP. It is the Adam of my fics.
And…*gasp* I just wanted Jeff to be a sub this time. Fine? XD. Apparently, Kassy **says I have the urge to kill him so let's do it in this fic. =) Also, Theatre of Tragedy has become an addiction I fear…it helped me through most of this fic. XD.
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Title: Filthy Blood
Rated: +18 – language; violence; male pregnancy; Jeff subbing BY MEH.
Summary:: Spin-off of "Dirty Water". Jeff felt Matt grip onto his broken wrists. "I'm pregnant." Jeff felt Matt's grip tighten around Jeff's wrists, as a scream of anguish escaped Jeff's pretty little mouth. Hardycest, gore, blood, sex.
Genre: Horror
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F I L T H Y M I R R O R P A R T 1
Jeff was gripping tightly onto a pale yellow blanket, snuggling towards it, his eyes focused on the horror movie in front of him as Matt enthusiastically watched, his eyes glued to the screen that Jeff tried so hard to look away but was unable to and in a second, as a more brutal scene emerged, Jeff let out a scream of terror, feeling as if he was going to faint.
"Calm down, Jeff…it's just a movie."
Jeff reached for the remote and shut it, hyperventilating and looking over at Matt, who was grinning. After watching halfway of a Saw movie, Jeff let out a sigh of relief. Just as Matt was about to tell Jeff to go upstairs if he got so scared of the movie, a knock was heard and Jeff gripped tighter on the blanket, burying his head into Matt's scent.
"GET OUT OF HERE!"
Jeff sighed, knowing exactly who was at the door at the sound of Matt's anger. Jeff, thirteen years old, pressed his body against the couch, curling up and softly rocking himself as he heard the sound of Matt walking back into the room, shutting the door angrily.
Jeff didn't even ask, knowing exactly who it was.
Jeff was still trembling.
"Shit, you were that scared, weren't you?"
"How can you see something like that? It-it-"Jeff was stuttering, burying his head into the blanket again and letting a soft whimper escape his lips while they heard the sound of a plate crashing down and Matt sighed, leaning down towards Jeff's level, eye to eye. "Okay, Jeffro, Imma go check that out…just stay in one place and I'll put some chick flick for you in a moment, okay?"
Jeff nodded his head, still trembling, now fearful that their predator might actually be something horrible.
Jeff accidentally moved, hitting the remote so that a female's scream filled Jeff's mind and Jeff ripped out his own scream, burying his head into the blanket. His heart palpitating greatly as he felt two arms wrap around him in that second and kiss onto his neck.
Jeff was too breathless to let out another scream and his throat ached just as he turned around to see that their predator was, just as Jeff suspected when he was thinking clearly, Adam Copeland…and in that second, just as Adam let out a smirk, Matt grabbed onto Adam's shoulder and pushed him off. "Didn't I tell you to get out? Get out! Get lost! Now!"
Adam pushed himself out of Matt's grip and walked towards the couch, bouncing on it and lying as if he lived there along with them before looking over at Jeff. "Oh, can I have him and go then?"
"GET OUT!"
Adam sighed, shaking his head and letting his eyes trail past Jeff's jeans to see a soft pink material pressing against the flesh. "Hmm…pink panties, Jeff?" Jeff allowed himself to blush, the fear gone and the humiliation seeping through Jeff's body so that the used to be pale tan flesh was burning hot pink.
"LEAVE. HIM. ALONE."
"He didn't say anything…" Adam's hands wrapped around Jeff's waist as he pulled him up Adam's lap and he softly pressed his lips against Jeff's hand, a chaste kiss. "You scared the shit out of him. Let me make it up to him at least."
Adam's hands wrapped around Jeff's waist and he stood up and in that second, twirled Jeff around aimlessly, flipping him over to allow dizziness yet freedom burn into Jeff's body before Adam held him in a position where Jeff's legs were wrapped around Adam's waist and Jeff's slender arms were around Adam's neck.
Matt scowled, crossing his arms.
"What? You wish you can do this, don't you?"
"No. The last thing on Earth is that I'd wish to be you because of what I'm going to do to you - you Canadian bitch!"
"…I'm a dog?" Adam raised an eyebrow and the second Matt let out a scream of anger and frustration was the second that Adam dumped Jeff onto the ground and Adam walked over to Matt, leaving Jeff forgotten for the moment.
The screen from the television their only light to illuminate the room.
"Dude, I don't have a thing for Jeff. Hell, I hit on every guy I see. I once hit on you too, if you must remember."
"But Jeff's thirteen. He doesn't get anything yet!"
Jeff crawled towards a corner, curling up and watching them scream at each other. Still in fear from the movie he was watching a moment ago, the thought of Adam and Matt swirling around in that contraption…with those screams were onto his mind and he started trembling again. Whimpering softly to himself while their screams drowned out Jeff's delicate, inaudible whimpers and sobs.
"He knows more about anything than you do I bet!"
"He doesn't know…he's only thirteen fucking years old! What do you expect him to know? Hell, he's never been out without me or Dad's eye on him and he barely has any friends. Phil and Shannon are alike to him…they're just as innocent."
"How do you know? Jeff can be fucking them both behind your back!"
Jeff crawled away from the room, feeling like jelly and unable to get up. His knees hurt from the carpet scrapping against the flesh as he moved towards the stairs. He forced himself to stand up and with shaking knees, he walked upstairs. Purple and blue hair in front of Jeff's face…Jeff was still shaking as he made his way upstairs and stepped inside of his room. His room was blue and purple, with a hint of green onto the walls. A geometric design covered the walls and Jeff kicked his red slippers off. Jeff was in faded jeans, pink panties and an oversized red jersey. He laid against the bed, the trembling had stopped but the fear was still there. He could still hear the faint sound of them shouting at each other.
"I'M SORRY IF YOU THINK YOUR BROTHER ISN'T DEMENTED! Why do you think I'm so fucking nice to him?"
Jeff let out a gasp, walking towards the door and shutting it close, just standing there and looking at it, feeling suddenly afraid, in his little space, where anything could happen to him. He didn't realize that rain started falling until he made his way towards his bed, gripping tightly onto Matt's blanket. He stared at the pale yellow covers, pictures of ducks adorned it…and Jeff felt his heart swallow with grief as he pressed his head against the blanket.
Trapped in his own pain…
Distant from the world as he turned towards the door, seeing that it was unlocked and he didn't want to be disturbed. He stood up and walked towards it, still gripping tightly onto the blanket for dear life as he shut the door and locked it. Just as he was about to return to bed, he tripped over a childhood toy and hit his stomach against the floor, his eyes shutting tight then his eyes softly opened…he was staring at something glinting another his bed. Jeff walked towards the glinting light but the more he went at it, the farther it seemed it was.
It felt like he was engulfing into darkness.
Jeff could see the ruby shine and he walked towards there as he saw the ruby-glinting mirror onto the floor and he snatched it, confused. He turned back to see his opening but couldn't find anything. He was lost inside a black enclosed space and all he had was a mirror there. Jeff turned around and stared at the mirror, flipping it back to see that there was something written but because of the darkness, Jeff couldn't read a word.
Jeff smashed the mirror against the blackened floor, pieces and pieces of the mirror breaking and breaking and Jeff felt himself break with the mirror. His soul and heart and body and mind being ripped apart into pieces so an incredible pang of agony was piercing through his body.
A scream escaped his lips and he felt sweat cover his hairline, slowly slipping away from his face. His eyes were shut tight and he felt like he could never open his eyes again as the pain continued to burn into every piece of flesh on him, in every ligament, every fiber of his being, every bone…everything…and with one more scream, Jeff found himself lost into complete and utter darkness.
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When Jeff had awoken, he was looking at an identical version of himself…there was a doorway in front of him where Matt and Adam were still fighting around and screaming at him and Jeff looked at the mirror of himself, the clone of Jeff tucked a strand behind his hair… the clone was wearing clothing that made Jeff question sanity…a liquid-fabricated red skirt that pressed against his body, and a red cropped top that seemed to squeeze out his lungs. A ruby gem rested in the center of the clone's chest.
"Jeffery!"
Jeff turned around to see a Matt that was looking around for the clone, who Jeff presumed was called Jeffery. Jeffery giggled as he pointed towards the doorway that led Jeff back towards his world. Jeff didn't want to go back though…he'd do anything but hear their screaming and shouting at each other. He didn't want to stay up at late hours with Matt, watching Final Destination and Saw movies and Jeff would never forget the butcher movie. Jeff pushed Jeffery through the doorway and shut the door, not wanting to be with that Matt ever again. Jeff turned around to see the other Matt look at him.
"Hmm…what are you wearing?"
Jeff looked at his clothing but couldn't find anything wrong with them. Matt grabbed forcefully onto Jeff's wrist and pushed him towards the doorway violently. Jeff's eyes met with Matt's in an attempt of understanding what was going on. Matt's lips pressed against Jeff's own and Jeff was horrified…was this Matt kissing him? Jeff was about to push Matt off but he couldn't…he was too strong. Tears gathered into Jeff's eyes as Matt pulled away only to unleash a multitude of kisses across Jeff's body…
"Please no." Jeff begged mercifully. "I don't want this!"
Matt laughed. "I love your idea of a 'tortured sort of soul' act."
"It's not an act! Please, let go of me!" Jeff was staring down at the floor and Matt's eyes went towards the mirror that landed onto the floor…and Matt raised an eyebrow, leaning down and picking up the mirror. There were no mirror pieces onto the mirror, as if the mirror pieces seemed to disappear the minute Jeff had thrashed the mirror down onto the ground. Matt hit Jeff against his cheek with the mirror, causing Jeff to feel the cheek fracture with the impact of the hard golden mirror against his cheek. The cheekbone throbbed as Matt looked down. "Oh fuck no! You're not my Jeffery…you're from the other world…the other side…where did you take him? Either you bring him back or I'll force you to bring him back."
Jeff tried to push through the doorway yet he couldn't and Matt just stared at him. "You broke the mirror." Matt said, with anger and fury in his voice. "You BROKE the mirror. Oh GREAT."
"But-but…what happens if I break the mirror?" Jeff asked, fearful, completely and utterly afraid of this Matt.
Matt sighed and gripped tightly at the end of the mirror. "Without the pieces of the mirror, this ruby here can't glow. If it can't glow, I can't open the door. There are about nineteen pieces of this mirror. If you put them together again, you can open the door and go back to your own world. But of course, because you're stupid and afraid, you can't complete those nineteen challenges to get the pieces we need. Huh, you bitch? Why'd you have to break the fucking mirror?"
Jeff just looked down at the grass, realizing that they were somewhere public and he just hit him as if being hit didn't matter wherever this was. Matt hit him again, using the back of the mirror to make Jeff feel as if his face was breaking into ten different places. Jeff dropped towards the ground, shaking and quivering as he pressed his head against Matt's leg, trying to get some sort of comfort from the elder man. "Please…"
Jeff realized that at his feet, there was the pale yellow blanket. Jeff reached out for it as Matt grabbed onto Jeff's hand and pushed him upwards, taking him towards the swing set and hitting him against the cold metal. Jeff fell backwards, on the swing. Matt quickly tore off Jeff's pants, stroking the cotton fabric of Jeff's panties. "…hmm…if you're such an innocent little bitch, why are you wearing these, you slut?"
Jeff whimpered and shook. "They're pretty…I like pretty things."
Matt tore them off, causing Jeff to scream at the sudden air that hit his flesh. This was all too shocking for the young blonde. "What are you doing?"
"S.E.X. Have you ever heard of it?" Matt mocked him, coldly scolding him as he kissed onto Jeff's neck, biting at the soft flesh. Jeff then heard the sound of Matt's jeans unzipping and it stayed silent for a moment before Matt shifted his weight onto Jeff's chest, and on the swing, Jeff felt suffocated…he'd seen a bunch of children pass through but they didn't seem to care. Jeff realized that anyone could walk in on them but nobody cared at all… Jeff felt Matt's cock force itself into Jeff's mouth.
"Suck me." Matt grabbed onto Jeff's hair, tugging at the hair violently so Jeff felt like his hair was going to tear and he also felt the organ hitting the back of Jeff's mouth. Jeff wanted to talk but couldn't. "Suck me off."
Jeff shrugged as Matt continued to tug onto Jeff's hair. "Lick me. Touch me. Entertain me…"
Jeff grabbed onto the hard cock, allowing his tongue to lick at the salty flesh just as Matt had told him. He was shaking. Completely confused. He allowed his tongue to run across the slit of Matt's cock, trying to push it forward and licking the taste…he felt suffocated underneath Matt and Matt was gripping onto his hair, forcing him to perform better. Jeff tried to lick it up as if it were an ice cream cone, not knowing how to stimulate Matt but his attempts must've worked since Matt came into Jeff's mouth, causing Jeff's eyes to widen but Matt hit the back of Jeff's mouth, forcing him to drink the fluid.
Matt pulled away, looking at the tired Jeff and that was what stimulated Matt even more. Matt pulled off Jeff's shirt and bit down at the neck, wrapping his arms around him. Jeff was pressed down the swing, slipping yet Matt wouldn't let him fall at the same time. "Turn around."
Jeff turned around, his ass in view and his chest now pressing against the swing, he was onto the ground now and confused at what Matt was about to do. In seconds, Matt pushed his cock through Jeff's ass, causing Jeff to let out a scream. "What the fuck is that?" Jeff screamed, his eyes widening. The pain felt unbearable… Matt pushed in and out of him, not caring about Jeff's pain as Jeff felt like he was choking onto the air and the scent. "JUST. STOP."
Matt stopped for a second, only to breathe into Jeff's hair. "…you really are innocent, aren't you?"
Jeff just blinked while Matt went back to thrusting and pacing…his paces were too fast and too hard and soon, Jeff found himself wanting to throw up when Matt's warm liquid filled Jeff. Jeff turned around to face Matt who was panting and Matt cupped Jeff's face, kissing him as hard as he could have, making Jeff kick him but unable to do much damage with his bare feet. When Matt had pulled apart from it, Jeff looked back down at the mirror. One piece was filled.
Matt smirked. "…the more pain you feel, the more chances of the mirror filling up."
Jeff gasped. "…m-m-m-…-m-more pain?" Jeff couldn't imagine a pain worse than the one he'd felt right now…so tired and used, unwanted and abused… Matt laughed as Jeff struggled to breathe. His ribcage being pressed at the swing set for far too long. Matt threw some sort of object at Jeff and Jeff looked down to see that Matt had thrown a gun towards his face.
"Just in case you decide to kill yourself, you useless bitch."
Jeff let out a gasp, pain burning into the deepest core of his eyes…
…oh God. It…it's angst. It has rape. The horror didn't even start yet and it's all JEFF. XD. JEFFERY NERO HARDY. XD. What? I'm just SO not used to it. :P I must show off my Jeff-raping skills. X3! If Kassy is reading this, she's probably grinning so badly right now. If she isn't, Imma get Filth to go get her. XD. You can say this is sorta for her…=3 I'm unsure. If she wants it, it's all hers. XD.
X Sam.