First off, Gerard Davis is my OC. He is nothing but a muse inside my head, a figment of my imagination. This whole story is fiction, it isn't real, it never happened. Jeff's been hiding a bad secret, he's been cheating on his lover Adam w/ Gerard. At first it's the spark he thinks he needs, but soon Jeff starts to realize how unstable Gerard really is & finds himself trapped in a living hell he can't escape. Gerard has secrets of his own & threatens to expose the unfaithful Hardy. Jeff isn't sure how far exactly Gerard will go, or how Adam's going to take the news when it all comes out. Me w/ something new? Never. I have this one pretty much figured out & it wasn't supposed to be but a one shot, but it ran away w/ me. Just something that popped into my head as usual. Eh, I came off a block & was extremely happy to have Jeff muse plot this. Maybe it was born from my Adam muse & Gerard muse kinda both vying for the writer & her audience's attention (we just have so much fun on Twitter watching them play & fuck- Jeff fucks Adam. & Rhi's muse JD fucks Gerard to be specific). Sex, maybe some forced, cheating, non-wrestling, AU, OOC, possible shit that might make some squeamish, language, violence, cutting/self-harm, crazy diva bitch behavior, angst, drama.. all bets are off. Adam/Jeff/OMC triangle. I own nothing!

Jilted Revenge;
Chapter one/ 'Light Versus Dark'
Rated; M/ L, S (cheating, anal, fingering, fisting, rimming, oral, confliction, guilt, angst)

(Jeff's POV)

I hold onto his hips, hissing. He's bouncing on my lap, my cock buried so deep in him that if he can't taste me I'm shocked. He's clinching so tight around me, fucking me hard. It fucking hurts me and he used spit, not lube, and I can imagine how he feels because it feels like my dick's going to get ripped off.

His nails dig into my shoulders as hard as they can and I wished he wouldn't do that. I won't be able to explain them or take off my shirt until the scratches and nail prints heal. I growl at him as a warning and feel his lips on mine, his hands going to my head. He's such a hell cat. Why am I here? This is never right. I came here to break this off and just end up fucking him again.

I made the first mistake of sitting down on the couch and he straddled me. I don't know how his pants disappeared but he got mine undone, licked his hand and started rubbing my dick. Fuck, I'm only fucking human. Then he was impaled on it.. He cried out so beautifully, burying his face in my neck and shuddering. Just to get me to wrap my arms around him. I felt him kissing my neck, licking me, starting to move. He moved slowly, making us both feel every inch. Making me feel that slow burn rubbing up and down my cock from how dry he was. Dry sex sucked for fucking top and bottom. It hurt... but damn.. it was sex, right?

I feel his fingers move to the back of my neck. He pulls away, nipping at my lips. "Rub me.. please..? I'm so hard for you, Jeffy.."

"Gerard, if you sink your nails into my neck, I'm going to break your fingers." I growl as I feel them lightly scratch me.

He pouts, shaking his black hair from his face, those hazel eyes searching me. "Just because of Him."

I grab him by the nape of the neck and jerk him close. "Shut up and fuck yourself on my dick or you get nothing." I growl huskily. I see him shudder, lifting himself up and dropping back down quickly, making me moan. Such a tramp. Why am I here?

"C'mon, Jeffy.." He purrs. I feel his breath next to my ear, giving me chills. He's a fucking succubus. Draining me. "Touch me.. make me cum for you.."

I reach between us, curling my fingers around his cock and stroking. One hand is holding to the small of his back and I fist him harder. Really I just want this over so I can go home, shower and crawl in behind my boyfriend.

Watching him cum used to delight me. The way he moans and goes on. How he shudders and his eyes roll back. How he bites his fucking bottom lip. Now it bothers me. I'm bored with him. At first I thought it was just.. I don't know. I was bored in my own life.. then I met Gerard. He was this sexy little thing. Wrapped himself right around me. It was fun at first. Naughty. Forbidden. Exciting. Going behind my lover's back and risking getting caught. An adrenaline rush. But Gerard got more demanding. Bad mouthing my boyfriend and crying when I'd leave him. It wasn't sexy anymore and I started to dread coming here. He was getting needy and clingy.

Cumming felt empty. It always did. I fixed my clothes. He just sat there on his couch. He'd sat a towel under him so he wouldn't bleed on it, because he fucking tore himself and I had blood on me now. Then he looked up at me and sighed. God, don't start. Do not start. I might hurt you if you start.

"I want you to stay one night. Tell him you're visiting family." Gerard said, picking at his nails.

"I can't do that, Gerard." I tell him, putting on my jacket.

"He gets you all the time." He protests and I glare at him.

"I'm never leaving Adam, you know. I fucking told you that. If you start with me I'll never come around you again. Do you understand me?" Honestly, I don't think he does. He never will.

"And I'll tell him everything!" He shouts and my blood runs cold. "I'll go tell Adam what we've- what you!- have been doing behind his back."

I swallow thickly and straighten up. Be damned I let this little bitch intimidate me. "You have no proof and I'd deny it. Adam would never believe someone like you over me."

Gerard's eyes darken. "Someone like me?" He repeats, gritting his teeth. "You're just like me, Jeff Hardy!" And I shake my head. "You think Imma whore, don't you? Well, guess what! You're a fucking whore too! You don't have to spread your legs or take it up the ass to be a goddamn whore!"

Yeah. Fine. He had a point there. But I'm not giving him the satisfaction. "I got shit to do. See ya, Gee." And I left him there, screaming at me. I heard him crying and the sound of something hitting the door as I closed it. He was throwing shit now.

My secret affair had always been wrong. I had been with Adam for so long and I guess I felt we were stale. I never wanted to leave Adam. I loved him. I got in my car and drove to a truck stop to shower. My brother works there and was the only one who knew what I did. He shook his head as I walked in. "I need to clean off, Matty."

"You need to stop doing this shit to Adam." He scolded from behind the register.

"I know. I can't.." I took a deep breath. "I can't get rid of him. He's.. Oh, boy.. He's like.. he's threatening to tell shit and start shit. He's smothering me and I can't stop it now."

"You did that shit to your own damn self." Matt said and I knew he was right.

I shrugged. "What do I do then?"

Matt rolled his eyes like he couldn't believe the nerve of me. Like I blame him. I can't believe the nerve of me either. "Man the fuck up. You have to tell Adam and hope he still wants your ass. And dump Gerard."

I'm gazing down at my shoes. I can't even look at Matt. "I can't tell Adam.. You don't understand. He'll leave me."

"You can either tell him or let Gerard. Adam would have more of a chance of forgiving you if you told him yourself." Matt was both right, and full of complete bullshit.

I shook my head. "No. I'll think of something. And you keep quiet."

"Oh, I will, Jeff. It's not my place to say anything."

-xx-

By the time I got home, I smelled dinner cooking. "Hey, hon!" I called, letting Adam know I was home.

"Hi, baby. You're just in time. Dinner's almost ready." Adam called back from the kitchen.

"Kay. I'm going to wash up and get out of these clothes." I yelled. Just to be completely sure Gerard was off of me. I heard Adam purr and giggle.

Another shower and clean jogging pants and a t-shirt later and I was at the kitchen table. I didn't realize how starved I was and just sat there listening to Adam go on about his day. This. I liked this. Eating together and doing normal couple things. I don't care that it wasn't exciting. It was home and comfortable and safe.

After dinner we both took care of the dishes and I flopped down on the couch, Adam curled up beside me, his head in my lap as usual as we watched TV. I had saw this episode of NCIS before but Adam hadn't so I let him watch it, giggling whenever DiNozzo got smacked in the back of the head. WWE Monday Night RAW came on next and our time was occupied for a good three hours between the two USA Network shows. I even got up to make popcorn and get Adam ice cream. A popcorn fight broke out in the middle of a John Cena promo because that guy was boring the shit out of us both. I giggled as I picked popcorn bits out of a pouty Adam's hair.

"You're mean. My hair."

"Sorry, baby." I kissed his neck. "You're so cute though. All pouty and flushed.. your hair's all frazzled.. uhm.. sexy." I purred and kissed him again.

"I'm not sexy. I sound like I'm a wreck." He batted those gorgeous green eyes at me and I melted. How could I be doing to this man what I was doing to him? How could I dare think about or be with another man when I had this. Adam Copeland was mine. In high school and college I chased him. I'm younger than him by four years, but he was all I wanted. Adam was with Randy Orton and I thought those two would go off and get married and have babies. I thought my chances were shot to hell and buried.. But Adam chose me. Adam left Randy for me. I was 20 at the time and he was 24. We started out so slow. We fit so right. I couldn't imagine my life without him.

"You're beautiful." I whispered, brushing his hair back and studying him. "And you're my wreck." My lips twitched almost into a smile and Adam leaned forward, kissing me softly.

The rest of RAW was forgot about and turned off as I carried my baby upstairs. I took my time with him. I didn't wanna just fuck him. I wanted to make love to him and touch every inch of him as softly as if he were a fragile flower ready to wilt in my arms. I peeled his clothes off slowly and played with his hair. I kissed him gently every new place that I revealed skin. I let my fingers grace across all his delicate areas, letting him writhe and moan beneath me. He was my angel. The good and light in my life. My perfect reflecting soulmate. I saw myself in him. In his blood, in his soul and in his eyes.

Gerard was my devil. My evil. He was the darkness I had become. Tainted and vindictive and soiled.

I shook my head. Forcing those thoughts of him far from my mind as Adam rolled to his stomach, arching up to his knees and raising that perfectly round ass in the air. He turned his head to the side and shook the long strands of kinky blond hair from his eyes and smiled coyly. His full lips parted then and he licked them. "Please.. I want your beautiful mouth, baby. Haven't had it in awhile." He gave a little wiggle and I chuckled, letting my hands roam up his thighs and cupping his cheeks, spreading them apart.

I heard him moan, pushing back and I warned him to be still. I licked my lips, letting my thumb touch to his small pink pucker and watching it contract, he moaned again and uttered another soft plea. He looked so good. I knew he was delicious and suddenly I desperately wanted to taste him. So I did. Leaning down and kissing it gently before flicking my tongue out and massaging the tip over his hole, circling it.

"Oh, god.. yes, Jeffy.. uhm, eat me, baby.." He purred, bucking and I swatted his rump, making him squeak.

I got a little more spit, sucking at the skin around his opening before flattening my tongue and licking all the way up. He was writhing so sweetly. Those sounds he made were simply gorgeous. Not tainted and not fake.

"Please, baby.. mhm.. more.." He dug his nails into the pillow under his head, arching. His other hand slithered underneath his hips to take hold of his leaking cock, rubbing it slowly. I pulled back and swallowed, watching his hand work his dick and letting my eyes go to that pucker, drenched in my saliva and contracting so beautifully. I buried my face back between those cheeks, licking and sucking and driving him wild. "Oh, oh god.. shit.. Jeff.. not gonna.. wanna cum with you.. inside me.."

I looked up. "Get me the lube, baby.. and turn over on your back.." I watched him raise up and crawl over to the nightstand, opening the drawer and getting the lube and rolling to his back. He handed me the bottle and spread his legs, lifting them up some and waiting. I giggled and he glared.

"What's so funny?"

"It's like so clinical. You're just.." I shook my head. "You look like you're waiting to be examined by a doctor."

Adam huffed in a faux prissy tone and smacked his lips. "Well, you could always play doctor and I can be the helpless patient you take advantage of." And he grinned. God I loved that smile.

"Oooh, can I wear a lab coat and rubber gloves?" I asked, rubbing the lube together on my fingers to warm it before touching them to his opening, pushing easily and hearing him moan. I kissed his thigh, taking hold of his cock and stroking him. "Y'okay, baby?"

Adam nodded, arching into my hand. "More.. harder.. hurry, baby.. I need you.. I need you so bad.. on fire.. just for you.."

I curled my fingers against his inner walls, fucking them in and out and digging around inside him before wiggling them apart. Adam was panting, scratching at my arms and begging. My beautiful angel. So needy.. in the good way needy. Not scary. Not demanding. Not suffocating. I lowered my head, taking Adam's cock in my mouth and sucking as I bobbed my head. He tasted so good. Like raspberry innocence mixed with deviance and passion. He was perfect all over. How could I do this him? How could I tell him? How the fuck could I go fuck Gerard- or let Gerard fuck himself on me, whatever- and come back home and play with Adam like it was nothing? I'm a creep. I'm one of those awful boyfriends.

I swallowed around him, feeling his fingers tangle in my hair. I tried to shove it all down, not think about it and ignore it as usual. I heard Adam squealing, thrusting up into my mouth and I let him. Let him choke me and hurt my throat.

"Baby, fuck me.. fuck me.. Oh, Jeff.. Jeffy, please.. I need you inside me.. I need to feel you.." Adam let out a purred whimper that made my dick fucking hurt.

I pulled my lips off him and my fingers out of him slowly, making him whine. I crawled up between his legs, shoving my pants down my hips as I kissed him, devouring his mouth and sucking at his full aroused lips. I took hold of myself, stroking my cock a couple of times as I positioned myself at his entrance, thrusting inside and hearing him groan in my mouth. I held him all through it. Touching him, his skin, his hair, letting my lips brush across his neck and chin, pecking him every once in awhile as I moved inside him. He felt so good. Just right. Like a velvet glove specially made for me. He didn't hurt me. And when his nails did dig into my shoulders, it felt good. It urged me on, made me thrust harder, bringing us both closer. Fuck, we even came together.

I just laid there holding him, both of us hot and sticky, panting, my face buried in his neck. This was my favorite part. Just laying with him. No screaming or crying and throwing shit. And the guilt was all my own because I caused it. I could not ever let this go. I couldn't live without it.

Tony DiNozzo is a character on NCIS & a running joke of that show is when the boss slaps him in the back of the head for saying/doing something stupid. We usually watch it before RAW. Looky, slashers, I'm breaking rules again. A fucking top torn between two bottoms. Yeah, I wasn't about to let Gerard & Adam top Jeff now ;P & I don't wanna hear a top can't be desired, or that you're not used to Jeff topping- at the end of my rope w/ this one, y'all. I've been writing him as a top long enough, you should be used to it from me- & I deff don't wanna hear that a bottom can't be psycho. Cuz I've heard some ppl believe that shit & I believe they're the psycho ones. Cuz yeah, watch me do it. Also, some shit to come. Remember, I don't fucking blush when writing this shit. Jeff/Gerard actually is my pairing. Gerard is not a Mary Sue, just a regular pretty boy OC twink. My little OC is a bottom. Also, I love & adore all three of these boys w/ every bit of my heart. I am terribly sorry for the shit I'm going to put them thru.