I never need a new one.. but, I just go w/ whatever comes to mind. Matt and Adam are dating when they move into a new neighborhood.. but, quickly Adam catches the eye of one of the more mysterious neighbors named Jeff. But, there's a few things the couple don't know about Jeff; one is that he's Matt's long lost brother.. & two, he's not very.. human... Jeff's a werewolf and he thinks he's found the perfect mate, whether his pet likes it or not. Sex, stalking, voyeurism, language, (possible kidnapping, bondage, Hardycest, Hardedge) horror, scary themes, non-wrestling, AU, OOC, Adam and Mor will BOTTOM. Yes, I must bottom Addy. It's a nasty habit that I'm just into right now. (hey, some of us like Jeffers bottoming, and I dunno, I like when Adam is being pursued by hott guys that want to maim-- my def only!-- him) Also, threats of M-preg-- not for definite that it WILL happen, but there will be threats of it (it won't be Matthew!-- Love, Terrah's Matt muse :P) No, it won't. Edge muse: It's me, isn't it? Oh, god! No no no.. I'm not doing it! (huffs and stalks off dramatically) Sheesh, they're such attention deprived drama queens. (whispers) It'll be Addy. Edge muse: What?! Jeff muse: (giggles) Oh, what fun. Beginning pairings; Matt/Adam, Jeff/Morrison.. Eventual; Jeff/Adam.. Undecided; Hardycest, and Matt/Mor? And anyone else :P
I do NOT, will NOT ever, own them. I'z just playing with them as if they were another kid's dolls, I swear I won't wear them out, or get them too dirty. I will return them as good as new ;) Promise. (fingers crossed behind back)
Mating Season;
Chapter one/ 'Master'
Rated; M/ L, S (groping, fingering, sucking, choking on cock, anal, fisting, Morrison on bottom!)
Matt Hardy's eyes were set firmly on the road laid out before him. His boyfriend, Adam Copeland, had the seat laid all the way back, or well, as far as it'd go with some of their junk in the back seat. The long-haired blonde was snoring peacefully, asleep with his head propped up on his crumbled up jacket that he was using for a pillow. Matt yawned and glanced over at his lover, smiling as Adam murmured something in his sleep.
"Dumb girl, don't go in there.. Killer's in that room.." Adam whimpered. Suddenly he jerked awake and sat up, bracing himself against the console and the door.
Matt laughed at him. Adam sighed and ran his hands over his face and back through his messed up hair.
"That's not funny." He grumbled tiredly, rubbing his hazel eyes furiously.
Matt reach over and ran his hand down Adam's hair lovingly. "Sorry, baby. But, no more late night horror movies for you, mister."
"Whatever. We there yet?" Adam asked, shifting up in the seat and raising it back up right.
"Almost." Matt said, pulling down another road on the street.
"I'm going to be living in a haunted house." Adam pouted, watching the other houses and trees pass by.
"It's not haunted, Addy. It's just old." Matt assured, turning off the air and shivering under the chill of fall.
"And ghosts inhabit old houses." Adam pointed out.
"No. Some inhabit new houses that were built on haunted property as well. Remember the Amityville Horror?" Matt reminded, tracing his tongue over his top teeth.
"Yeah yeah, the point is; old things are still haunted." Adam crossed his arms and stared forward at the road as Matt turned again and began making his way up a driveway.
"Old man Flair?" Matt smirked.
"That man was definitely haunted." Adam replied, holding on as the car bounced him as it drove over the gravels and other rocks that lined the driveway.
Matt laughed and stopped the car. Adam looked up at the old two story, plus an attic and a basement, house. It stood almost crookedly, shingles were hanging off in certain areas of the roof, but it wasn't in too bad of shape. A coat of paint and it'd be like new. Matt looked at it; he saw a fixer-upper. Adam, however, was seeing many sleepless nights ahead. This place had an ominous aura around it.
Adam shuddered. "It's creepy." He said, squishing up his eyes and snarling his nose as he looked out the front window at their new home.
"It's just old, Addy. Besides, no ghosts will dare bother you with me around." Matt proclaimed, patting his lovely blonde's knee.
Adam scoffed, "Brave one, aren't you?"
"Bet your sweet ass, now let's go check it out." Matt cut the engine and got out, stretching his back and his legs. Groaning tiredly as his spine popped.
Adam opened his door and slowly set one foot on the ground, standing halfway inside as he leaned on the car door for support, never taking his eyes off the old house. Adam gasped and jumped a foot high when he felt a cold hand move the hair away from his neck.
"Oop, sorry." Matt murmured, rubbing his hands together and trying to warm them up.
Adam sighed, his heart now in his stomach. He got on out and shut the door, glaring back at his lover as if he were the anti-Christ.
"What?" Matt shrugged, a warm smile on his face, "I didn't know they were cold."
Adam shook his head. "S'okay, I'm just jittery is all."
Matt grinned at the tall blonde as he made his way over to him, wrapping his arms around his waist from behind and drawing him close. "You're cute when you're all jumpy."
Adam huffed. "Well, you're not so cute when you're scaring the shit outta me."
Matt chuckled. "I said I was sorry.. I really had no idea my hands were so cold. Maybe you could warm them up though." Matt reach down to grope Adam through his jeans.
Adam jumped and pushed Matt away. "Hey, you stop that.. we have way too much work to do and can't be monkeying around."
Matt only grinned, reaching behind his back and clasping his hands together as he slowly advanced on Adam, his eyebrows raising up in a dare to the blonde male.
"Really, sweetheart.. you can't resist me and you know it.." Matt growled lustfully.
Adam gulped and moved around the car. "Back, demon. You cannot tempt me."
"You cannot stop me." Matt moved around to the other side. Growling again when he saw that Adam had bounded around the other way. Playing a childish little game of cat and mouse. "Addy Addy Addy.. you know better than to hide from.." Matt was cut off as Adam pounced on his back, took the moment of distraction to steal the keys and run off laughing.
"Ha! You lose, Matthew! Victory is mine!" Adam cackled, running up the steps to unlock the door.
Matt was about to yell something back when he saw Adam fall and the keys fly up in the air. The blonde went down on his side with a yelp before turning to his butt and rubbing at his ankle which was caught in in the now broken boards.
"Shit, Adam.. y'okay.." Matt asked, jogging up to the steps and bending down to check on his lover.
"Owie.. damn stupid porch!" Adam looked up at the raven haired male with a pouty look. His foot had crashed through a weak spot on the steps.
"Oh, my poor baby.. Here, let's get you out of this hole." Matt gently lifted Adam's foot out of the newly made hole and touched his ankle tentatively to see if it was okay.
The blonde hissed. "Ouch.. Matty, stop.. that hurts.." Adam whined as Matt turned it over.
"Well, lemme get the door open and get you inside so we can make sure you don't need medical attention. Okay, love?" Matt suggested, stroking Adam's hair back some before lightly kissing him on the forehead.
The blonde only whimpered as Matt got up and picked up the keys that had been tossed as Adam had fell, using them to quickly unlock the door. This wasn't their first trip, thankfully, and they already had some of their furniture and essentials here. Matt used the latch on the bottom of the screen to secure the door open in place before scooping up the fallen male and carrying him in the house.
--xx--
The silhouette of a figure lingered in the window of the house that sat an empty lot away. It's owner was gazing out from the darkened room into the daylight at the newly moved in couple. He smiled at the sight of the over dramatic blonde male. The tall, leggy one who had freaked out over cold hands and a possible sprained ankle. The male leaned forward, his breath fogging up the glass on the window as he panted. His hand pawing at the window gently before pressing his palm against the cool glass. That was the one.. he was sure of it.. He knew from when he first saw him.. He had to have him. The dark brunette might pose to be a problem, but that was okay.. He liked a good fight.. And then again, there was something about the darker male that he couldn't quite put his finger on. There was this strange connection that he felt.. Could it be? Was it possible?
A pouting sound drew up the peeping male's ears.
"Jeffy.. please.. come play with me.. I'm so lonely.."
The figure-- known as Jeff-- turned around, eying the younger male conspicuously. The smaller brunette was stretched out on the long reddish couch, his hand trailing provocatively down his stomach and back up to his full pouted lips. The male was shirtless, just wearing these tight little jeans that sat incredibly low on his hips. Hugging his thighs tightly before flaring out at the bottoms. His shoulder length long, brown hair was free flowing and a pair of studded shades sat a top his head.
Jeff licked his lips before letting them split into a malicious smile. "I found him, Mor." He said, tossing his hair back. Jeff only wore ratty baggy jeans and a dark tank top under an unzipped hoodie. His long blond/black/purple hair was pulled up as his green eyes danced wildly in the silhouette of the sun.
The smaller male only pouted, sighing heavily as Jeff made his way over to him. Jeff raised him up to a seated position and sat down beside him as he enveloped him in his arms.
"Awe, come on, Morrie, you knew the day would come when he'd come to me... Don't be so upset, my little glitter doll. You'll always be my little pet." Jeff cooed.
Mor folded his arms and stared forward. "That's all I am to you, a fucking pet."
Jeff growled and grabbed a hold of his face. "You knew the bargain when we started, Morrie. You're my pet. My pretty, fuckable little pet. You can't give me what he can.. You know that."
Mor stared at the older male through hurt eyes, he averted them and let out a whine. Jeff took his head in his hands and brushed his lips across Mor's, ever so softly and gently. The brunette shuddered as Jeff began to kiss and lick at his swollen lips, licking across his cheek and then his neck.
"How.. how do you know it's him?" Mor shuddered as Jeff lapped at his cheek.
"I can smell it on him.. He smells so good.. I wanna eat him up." Jeff giggled madly, pushing the smaller male back onto the couch and reaching for his pants.
Mor huffed, folded his arms and allowed Jeff to undo his tight jeans and begin the task of yanking them down. That would prove to be difficult for someone with no patience like Jeff.
"Fuck, how the fuck do you get into these damn things, JoMo..? They're too fucking tight." Jeff yanked harder, getting more frustrated as they refused to come down.
"Stop, lemme.. you're gonna rip them." The brunette pet whined.
Jeff stuck his tongue out past his lips, grinning sinisterly. "Good idea." He growled, grabbing to the sides and shredding the material easily.
Mor let out a disappointed groan and collapsed back onto the cushions at the sound of the loud rip they made. "These were my favorites, fur ball!"
Jeff ripped another piece of the thick denim material and tossed them aside. Jeff let out a warning growl as he leaned down next to Mor's pretty neck.
"I thought I told you not to call me that."
Mor recoiled into the cushions as Jeff loomed over him, sneering at the younger male as if he were prey. Mor swallowed thickly. Jeff was scary when he looked at him like that.. also really hott.. but, still frightening. Mor nodded fearfully as Jeff's nails scratched across his stomach and up to wrap around his throat.
"So..sorry.. I di..didn't mean.. I.." Mor gasped and arched upward as Jeff's hand found its way between his legs, squeezing him through the thin tiny undergarment he was wearing before letting his nails scrape across his inner thighs.
Jeff let out a low snarl as he bent down to lick across the younger male's throat.
"Such a hott bitch.. so pretty and slutty.. It turns you on when I'm fucking rough like this.." He grinned wickedly, noting how Mor was stiffening up rather nicely as his fingers roamed his straddle.
Mor arched up to Jeff's dancing fingers, letting out a pleading whine and staring Jeff in the eyes. "Please.. no teasing.. Je..Jeff.." The brunette gasped as Jeff groped him before letting his hand slide down inside the underwear, fondling him roughly.
"Master.. I'm Master to you, slut.. And you're my pretty little cockslut bitch." Jeff licked his lips, growing more aroused himself by the second.
Mor nodded, whimpering sluttishly. "Yes, Master.. uhm.. please.."
Jeff raised up long enough to rip the underwear off his pet, tossing the shredded remains aside before straddling over top of Mor's upper torso. Mor raised up some propping himself up on his elbows as Jeff worked on his buckle and jeans. Jeff shoved them down past his hips.
"What are you?" Jeff groaned, pushing his underwear down past his cock and taking hold of Mor's face before moving his fingers back to twist in his hair.
Mor stared up at the throbbing member in front of him as he reach up to gently paw at it, causing Jeff to ache more as his fingertips ghosted along the shaft.
"Your slut.." He groaned, nipping at the head with his lips.
Jeff pushed his head away. "Uh-uh.. not yet, bitch.." Jeff grabbed his face again and shoved two of his fingers in the younger male's mouth. "Suck, twat.. I wan'em nice and wet because they're going in your pretty little ass.."
Mor locked his eyes on Jeff's emeralds, swirling his tongue around the digits before sucking hard. Jeff groaned, stroking his cock as he watched the brunette lick around his fingers, coating them with saliva. Mor shifted his legs apart, wishing he could reach down and stroke his aching cock, but Jeff was blocking his way of doing that. Jeff got the message and reach behind himself, taking hold of Mor's erection and jerking on him roughly. The brunette groaned and closed his eyes. Gagging as Jeff scissored his fingers apart and thrust them down his throat. Mor opened his eyes, looking up at Jeff and whimpering.
"Awe.. what's a matter, pretty..? You're really gonna choke in a minute.." Jeff smirked, withdrawing his fingers and letting go of Mor's cock.
Jeff reach around behind himself and rubbed the saliva coated digits over Mor's entrance, loving how the younger male whined as he shoved them past the tight pucker and pushed them on inside.
"Ooh, such a tight little bitch.. all nice and tight for me.. My pretty little pet.. I bet I could make you suck Addy off.. Hm..? You can't fuck him though.. and he can't fuck you.. That would be wrong.. but, I'd love to see his cock down your throat as I fucked him raw.." Jeff ranted, fingering Mor's hole as the brunette writhed and wiggled underneath him.
"Jeffy.. Master.. uhm.. please.." Mor whimpered as Jeff wriggled his fingers apart.
Jeff took back hold of himself, aiming at Mor's pouty lips and tracing the shape of them with his cock head. "Now.. what are you..?"
"Your bitch?"
Jeff wet his lips. "And what else.. what do you love to do..?"
Mor whimpered and directed his eyes to the cock in front of him. "Your cockslut.. Master, please.. want you down my throat.."
"Good boy.." Jeff growled, pushing his cock past Mor's lips, groaning as the brunette began immediately sucking him for all he was worth.
Jeff let go of his cock and grabbed to Mor's long brown hair, yanking it hard. Loving how good the whine he got in turn felt on his hard dick.
"That's it, bitch.. such a good little cumslut.. Likes sucking my cock while I finger him.. hmm.. such a good cockslut bitch.. so fucking good.." Jeff growled, thrusting his hips and fucking Mor's throat raw.
The brunette whimpered, reaching up to hold his throat as Jeff pounded it. He gagged so prettily as Jeff's dick hit the back of it. Jeff jerked his hair harshly, pulling out some.
"Suck me.. come on.. suck my cock.. show your master how much you love being his little whore.. Oh, fuck, yeah.." Jeff moaned as Mor began sucking around the head, his tongue massaging the underside so nicely.
Jeff's fingers brushed his prostate causing Mor to whimper sweetly. Jeff tasted so fucking good.. so sweet for something evil.. and his fingers probing his asshole felt amazing.. although he wanted something bigger.. Jeff pulled out and flipped the brunette over, taking him by the hips and pulling them up to where he was on his knees and his ass was on display for the taking.
"Let's go, pretty.. I want your ass.. I need your pretty little ass.." Jeff groaned, taking hold of himself and positioning himself at Mor's backdoor.
Mor gasped out as Jeff shoved on inside of the brunette's oh, so willing body. Mor arched his back, spreading himself out further for the elder male. Jeff let go of himself and pulled out, letting his cock pop out and spring up. Jeff took back hold of his cock, tapping the head on Mor's pucker teasingly before plunging quickly back inside. Mor gripped tightly to the cushions, whimpering incoherently as his master's cock stretched him. Tearing him just a bit and drawing some blood.
"Fuck.. oh, shit.. so tight, pretty.. such a tight little asshole.. Ooh, so fucking good.. so fucking mine.." Jeff growled as he began to thrust, fucking the smaller male hard and fast.
Mor let out a scream and clawed desperately at the material of the couch. His asshole was on fire, ripping some and burning where he wasn't too prepared.. But, Jeff's cock felt so wonderful.. and the pain didn't bother him much.. He liked when Jeff fucked him rough and hard. This is how they had always been. Jeff wanted him, Jeff fucked him. And no one would tell him no. Mor wouldn't tell him no.
Jeff ran his hands up Mor's thighs, groping his cheeks and splaying them some. Jeff groaned, licking his top teeth and then his lips, loving how his dick looked sliding in and out of the younger male. So fucking beautiful. Jeff bared his teeth, taking his bottom lip between them and chewing on the piece of flesh so hard he almost drew blood.
"Master.. please.. please.. harder.. go harder.. uhm.. so good.. Ohm.. so fucking big.." Mor whimpered sweetly, crying out as Jeff hit his prostate. "Uhmm.. Jeffy.. oh, god.."
Jeff traced his hands up the younger man's back before dragging his nails back down and digging trenches in Mor's flesh. Jeff licked his lips at the sight of the blood he drew before leaning down to lap it up. Mor flinched a bit nervously. Hoping that's all Jeff would do. Jeff traced his tongue over wounds, curling his tongue back inside his mouth and purring at the taste of the blood.
"Please.. Master.. uhm.." Mor pleaded, rocking his hips back into Jeff's cock.
Jeff grabbed a hold of Mor's hair with his left hand, intertwining his fingers tightly in the soft brown locks and tugging his head back. Jeff looked down. Mor was arched back so beautifully. So fucking delicious. Jeff was so hungry.. but, he swore he'd never.. Jeff pouted, he liked him too much.. he liked fucking him way too much.. he could wait..
Mor cried out as Jeff started to pound him harder. His cock plunging in and out of his asshole at a brutal rate. Feral groans escaping Jeff's throat as whimpered whines escaped Mor's.
"Jeff! Please.. Shit! Please.. help me out.. I'm so hard.. uhm.. so hard.. just for you.. please..." Mor squeaked as Jeff slapped him on the ass.
"Better just be for me, bitch.. I'd have to tear your pretty body up.." Jeff giggled, slithering his hand underneath the younger male and wrapping his fingers around his cock, stroking him roughly. "Mhm.. so fucking hott.. such a tight little slut.. Just for Jeffy.. Jeffy's little whore.. so fucking pretty.. Oh, fuck.. uhm.. fuck.."
Mor's eyes rolled backwards as Jeff hit his prostate. Trying to ignore Jeff's warning as much as possible. Jeff was strongly possessive. If something was his, it belonged only to him.. and if it strayed..? Mor swallowed and groaned loudly.
"Uhm.. fuck.. Jeff.. fuck me.. fuck me.. oh, yeah.. shit!" Mor whimpered, collapsing forward onto the cushions as he came, his body shuddering violently under the intense climax.
Jeff let him go and held Mor's head down to the cushions as he pounded him harder.
"Oh, that's it.. that's it.. fucking bitch.. Uhm.. such a dirty little whore.. Oh, yes.. Yes.. Fuck!" Jeff screamed as he released. His cum shooting inside the younger male and making him tingle a bit as it mixed with the blood. Mor shivered at the sensation. Wincing as Jeff thrust into him one last hard time as he finished.
Jeff pulled out and jerked Mor over, poising over him as he kissed and licked at his neck. Mor shut his eyes, feeling the other male's hot breath on his throat as he panted. Jeff raised up, his green eyes now red and blazing into Mor's. His canine teeth now elongated. Mor swallowed thickly as he watched Jeff lick across the razor sharp points.
"I'm hungry, Morrie.. Why don't we go out tonight and pick up a bite?" Jeff growled, nipping at Mor's collarbone.
The younger man nodded and willed his voice not to squeak. "O..okay.. sounds good.." Mor panted, half out of fear, half out of what they just got done doing.
Jeff leaned down and crushed their lips together, kissing the smaller male harshly. Hungrily. Mor moaned into Jeff's mouth. It was adrenaline rush being with Jeff. The sex was amazing and Jeff was fucking gorgeous.. But Jeff was also very much insane and Mor knew that at any moment, Jeff could get sick of him and he'd be lunch-meat. He loved Jeff, but Jeff wasn't stable. And Mor suddenly felt very sorry for the neighbors next door. Especially if Jeff had his eyes set on the pretty blonde next door.
Jeff raised up and licked at Mor's lips. "Go get ready, doll. Put on those sexy tight jeans I like and that low cut shirt."
"Um.. Jeffy.. you ripped those jeans up just now." The brunette pointed out as Jeff let him up.
Jeff looked down at the shredded blue jeans and sighed. "Well, put on the leather pants then." He said, smacking his pet on the ass as Mor got up to exit up the stairs.
Gah, I just go with it! Damn my psycho Jeff muse! Him and Mor stole the scene from me! Lol! I wanted Matam.. oh, wellz.. later. I've been wanting to write a Jeff/Mor scene anyhow. Mor is Jeff's pet already.. but, he wants/craves/needs Addy for other reasons.. Matt? There's still more there.. that I didn't get to in the first chp. I had typed out the scene with the intent to make it a ghost story.. but, then I watched 'Never Cry Werewolf'.. and I thought, it was kinda hott with the werewolf saying the chick was his mate.. and that boy who was pursuing her became his pet... at least if it was did up all slashy :P So, I got to thinking what if Adam was Jeff's mate and he had a 'pet'? Jeff tops Adam and Mor, Matt tops Adam, Matt won't be a bottom according to my Matt muse... Matt may or may not top Mor..? I'm not that far in yet. Ooh, getting more devious thoughts :P (off scheming)
Oh, and Jeffy is a werewolf... even if I didn't blatantly say it, lol. & for those concerned, I'm not gonna let Jeffy rip main characters (Adam and Matt and Mor, at least) to shreds... I wouldn't have a plot if I did that :P I have a strange love affair with werewolf movies, and have wanted to do a werewolf fic for wrestling. It won't be a remake of the Sci-Fi (SyFy) movie (obviously b/c the werewolf didn't fuck a hott dude on his couch and the dude in the movie's pet was a "doggie"!) Yes, shamefully I get into any werewolf movie. When I say I like to see Addy 'maimed' I mean my definition; 'to rape or fuck extremely hard'. Not murder and/or disembowel (winces) Oh, no no no. And Matt and Adam don't hate each other for once! Imma prove I can write Matt loving toward Addy ;) (sighs) Forgive me, Imma mess.