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I hate to be restricted by FBI protocol and consequences, so, f*** them! This is slash and there's going to be plenty of it in here! I deliver the first smut scene and it goes out to all those who wanted to see Cena kiss Jeff in the earlier chapter. KakashiXIrukaLover, can I have that cookie now, please? Enjoy!

Chapter 4

Startled awake by the bang, Jeff jumped and gasped as his mouth met Cena's briefly. He looked up, wide-eyed with shock, confusion showing clearly in his eyes as he clung to him. Cena held him by the back of his head and kissed his slightly parted lips softly before pulling away, smiling genially down at him. Both men were lost in each other's eyes, neither spoke.

Dave cleared his throat at the doorway, "Huh … that was just a truck backfiring, nothing to be alarmed with." He shooed Kennedy and Morrison away and closed the door, leaving Cena alone with Jeff.

Jeff forced himself to avert his eyes and blushing, cast his eyes down. Cena studied him carefully before moving a hand to tilt his chin up to look at him again. They gazed into each other's eyes and slowly, very slowly so as not to startle Jeff, Cena lowered his head and brushed his lips ever so gently against his. When Jeff did not withdraw, he planted his lips against his and kissed him at a slow, languorous pace.

Jeff felt as if an electrical current was running through his body. He shuddered deliciously at the alien sensations and closed his eyes, letting the feelings wash over him. Slowly, he kissed back, tentatively at first and then finally parting his lips to let Cena's tongue in. His hands went around Cena's neck to pull him down closer, further deepening the kiss. Soon, small gasps of delight were emitting from him as their kisses grew heady and passionate. Cena moved on top of him, his breathing harsher than before. Both men were now kissing each other open-mouthed, their tongues slithering against each other in a mating ritual dance. Jeff whimpered helplessly as Cena dominated him, sucking first, his bottom lip and then, his tongue into his very hot and wet mouth. Cena broke the kiss first and both men panted with their exertions, taking in gulps of much needed air into their lungs.

By now, Cena was spotting a hard on. He tenderly caressed Jeff's face and asked, "Do you want to?"

For a moment, he thought Jeff would refuse as he suddenly looked afraid, but his emerald eyes slowly darkened to a deep green and in a whisper, "I… I want to," Cena got his reply.

He hesitated however, wondering if he was moving things too fast and Jeff noticed. "John, I… I want you, I need you. Please … make love to me?" and blushed at the look of desire evident in Cena's eyes.

Nodding, Cena sat up and pulled his t-shirt off. He tugged off his boxers and his hard cock jutted out majestically. Jeff drew in a sharp gasp at the sight of it. He bit his lip nervously as Cena helped him to tug his shirt off and as he leaned down to remove his boxers, Jeff placed his hands on top of Cena's to stop him. Cena gave him a questioning look and finally said, "We don't have to do this if you're not ready."

Jeff gulped and whispered, "It's not that. I .." he swallowed hard, took in a deep breath, let it out and then, "I've never been with anyone before," he finally confided in him.

Cena was taken aback. Jeff was what, eighteen? He thought back when he first had his first sexual encounter and full-blown orgasm at age, fifteen. Well, he was a horny teenager, as he recalled with a grin. He pushed the thought away, turning his attention to Jeff, "I promise to be gentle, and I'll make sure you enjoy every minute of it!" he said in a husky whisper.

Jeff's cheeks turned rosy as he nodded and removed his hands, allowing Cena to finish undressing him. Feeling totally exposed and vulnerable all of a sudden, he tried to cover his nudity with a pillow but Cena laughingly pulled it away. "Don't be shy. You don't need to hide your body from me." His eyes darkened considerably as he studied Jeff's body and, in a voice laced with desire, said, "You're beautiful, do you know that?" as he took in the small waist, the hip indents, the slender shaft that was standing at half-mast, nestling on its bed of blonde curls, down to those firm thighs tapering to those long and slim legs that would soon wrap tightly around him in throes of passion.

Cena leaned over and kissed Jeff tenderly on the lips. Jeff moved his arms up and caressed his face lovingly while returning his kisses. Cena felt him relaxing and decided to take it to the next stage. He unlocked their lips and moved his mouth to Jeff's neck, nibbling and sucking softly as he kissed a trail slowly down towards his chest. He circled a nipple with his tongue, lapping at it before drawing it into his mouth and sucked on it, while his other hand played with the other, teasing both into hardened nubs. Jeff mewled with pleasure and arched towards his mouth, his hips gyrating slightly. Grinning inwardly at his response, Cena moved his mouth lower, kissing, nibbling and tonguing his way southwards, drawing delightful moans from Jeff. He spread Jeff's legs gently apart and pushed them up to bend at the knees, exposing his sweet, inviting pucker. Holding him firmly down by his legs, Cena bent down and flicked his tongue experimentally at the puckered skin. Jeff jumped and whimpered but Cena didn't relinquish his hold. He tongued the pucker making it moist before pushing the tip of his tongue into it, slowly working his way deeper. Jeff gasped and tossed his head, crying his name softly. Soon, wet slurping sounds accompanied by cries of delirium filled the room. Cena continued working on Jeff, making sure he was wet and slippery before pulling up. He immediately replaced his tongue with a finger, slowly inserting and rotating it passed the tight ring of muscles. He thrust gently, moving it around to stretch Jeff for a minute or so, before adding another finger and repeating his motions and then, a third finger. Scissoring his fingers to stretch him further, Cena probed for his prostate and teased it, making Jeff cry out and arched towards his fingers, taking them deeper into him.

Jeff was virginal tight and Cena felt his anticipation building towards penetrating him. After building him up to a pitch of frenzy, Cena finally removed his fingers and positioned himself between Jeff's legs. He inserted his bulbous cockhead at Jeff's entrance and pushed in, gently at first till it penetrated the ring and then, more forcibly until his whole length was embedded deeply inside Jeff.

Jeff cried out and clutched at Cena's arms, tears rolling gently down his cheeks. "It… it hurts!" he choked out.

"Sshh… only for a while. I promise it'll get better," Cena comforted him between gritted teeth. His cock was locked in a vice grip and he was fighting hard not to start thrusting frantically into him. Cena waited for Jeff to adjust to his intrusion and when he felt he was ready, he pulled out slowly and thrust in. With each thrust, he buried himself deeper, making sure to stab at his prostate. As he brought them towards the edge, Jeff wrapped his legs around Cena and arched to meet his thrusts, crying out incoherently, already lost in the throes of passion. Hearing his cries, Cena increased momentum, going faster, thrusting harder, burying deeper into him. Their breaths and cries grew harsher and more feverish. Cena felt himself approaching climax and moving his hand, he pumped Jeff's shaft in accompaniment to each deep thrust. Jeff finally let out a shudder, his body stilled and crying out John's name, he released, shooting ribbons of cum over Cena's hand and on himself. His vice-like muscles contracted and milked Cena and with a strangled cry, Cena shot copious flow of thick, sticky cum into his passage, bathing his insides with his love seed.

Cena finally slumped forward, gasping for air as Jeff lay back exhausted, eyes closed, mewling weakly. As soon as Cena recovered sufficiently to move, he moved up to lie beside Jeff and pulled him into his arms, murmuring, "You're alright, Jeff?" and kissed him tenderly on the lips.

Jeff opened his eyes to smile weakly at him before nuzzling against him. "That was … amazing!" was his whispered reply and Cena chuckled and hugged him. He reminded himself to thank the three men outside, later as he dozed off alongside with Jeff.

~*~

Randy tossed the phone down on the bed after ending the call. He rubbed his close shaven head with a sigh of exasperation before leaning back on the bedpost to consider his options. He was on the phone earlier on with his father and Dusty. He had informed them what happened and Dusty had given him a choice, to hunt out Matt Hardy or go after his brother and use him to flush Matt out.

His men were playing poker at the coffee table and he got up to join them. He wanted their opinions. After briefing them on what had just transpired, they discussed the probability of getting their hands on either Hardy.

"I say we go after Jeff Hardy. We were able to track him, we should be able to do it again," was Nick's proposal. Miz agreed with him.

"What about you two?" Randy asked Drew and Masters.

"We haven't been able to locate Matt Hardy so far," Masters spoke on behalf of Drew as well, "We stand a better chance to get our hands on Jeff Hardy."

Randy nodded, "I agree. So, we continue to track and pursue Jeff Hardy, and in the meantime, I'll call Ted to get his men to track Matt Hardy down."

Just as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang. He went towards the bed and picked it up. It was his father. He listened attentively and the changing expressions of disbelief and then exasperation on his face revealed that he was none too pleased with what he was hearing. After his father hung up, he squeezed the bridge of his nose and shook his head. His men noticed that his hands were trembling, Randy was upset.

Concerned, they approached him and Miz asked, "What's wrong, Randy? Who called?"

Randy whipped around to look at them. His cold and steely look told them that he had just received some unpleasant news.

He finally composed himself to hiss out, "That was my father. He told me that Dusty has decided that Cody will be coming with us to learn the ropes."

Nick let out a half-hearted laugh, thinking it was a sick joke, "You're joking right, Randy?" and when Randy stared at him without blinking, he groaned, "Oh fuck! Our reputation is going to be ruined! That moron can't even tie his shoelaces, less hold a gun and we have to babysit him? Someone, please shoot me now!"

Miz, Drew and Masters looked like they were better prepared to face a firing squad than hold the spoilt and pampered Cody Rhodes' hand.

"Please Randy, can't you just tell him no? We don't need the excess baggage, especially not him!" Miz exclaimed and his friends chorused their agreement.

Randy let out a sigh of frustration, "We don't have a choice! Dusty wants him to learn from the best and we're the best!"

The group let out groans of despair, bemoaning their fate.

"He's going to hinder our efforts, you know that, right?" said Nick and Randy nodded.

"Who else is coming with him?" asked Miz and Randy shook his head, "I don't know. My dad didn't say. We'll find out soon enough though. They'll be meeting us here tonight."

He left his men to their mutterings of discontentment and moved away to make a call to Ted. He got along with Ted Jr and wanted to find out if there was any way he could speak to his father to convince Dusty that sending Cody to them wasn't a good idea. He also had to brief him on their status and ask him to take over the hunt for Matt Hardy while they concentrated on looking for Jeff Hardy.

Ted Jr picked up the phone on the third ring, "Hey, Randy, how are things going?"

Randy told him about the shoot out and that they had failed to snatch Jeff from the agents. He asked him to follow up on looking for Matt and then told him about Cody.

Ted Jr laughed at his predicament, but it was not with malicious intention.

"Come on Ted, you know it's not funny! I would personally prefer to shoot myself in the head than to work with that brat!" Randy told him gruffly.

"Better you than me, Randy!" Ted Jr let out another chuckle before adding, "I heard that he personally requested to work with you. I think he's up to something. If I were you, I would watch my back with him! You hear me, bro?"

That term of endearment brought a smile to Randy's face. They looked upon each other as brothers, ever since they were kids. Both families had been friends for a long time and Randy was proud to call Ted Jr his best friend.

"I hear you. Call me if you have any news on Matt. My men's morale has taken a beating after hearing about Cody. I think I'll take them out for a round of drinks to cheer them up," Randy said.

"You do that and keep me posted on Jeff Hardy, and that little brat! You take care now!" and Ted ended the call.

As soon as Randy turned to his men, Drew said with a wicked grin, "I've a great idea on how to get rid of Cody and send him packing!"

Masters toggled his eyebrows and added, "We heard he likes women! If both Drew and I made advances towards him, we could scare him off!"

Randy tried very hard not to laugh but he finally spluttered his amusement and soon, the others joined in the laughter.

Eyes twinkling, Randy said, "I'll leave it to you guys to do what you deem fit. I hope it works!" before turning towards the door, "Come on, lets go get a drink and chill!" and his men cheered as they hurried after him.

~*~

After spending an hour on the phone with JR, Kevin found out who were the agents guarding Jeff, where they were and learnt about the shootout with the mob. His grim expression told Matt that not all was well.

Upon hanging up, Matt asked anxiously, "Is my brother safe?"

Both men were now lodging in an inn under fictitious names. Kevin decided that they should travel by night and stay in during the day time to avoid being seen.

"At the moment, yes, but …"

"But what? Don't keep any more secrets from me, Kevin! I deserve better after your screw-up!"

Kevin turned to look at him, "The mob send Randy after him."

Matt dragged a hand down his face in sheer exasperation and said, "It's only a matter of time before Randy gets to him, he's the best!" Turning desperately to Kevin, he said, "We have to get to Jeff quick! Where is he now?"

"They are in Denver."

"Then, what are we waiting for? Lets get over there right now!" He got up from the chair, anxious to leave immediately.

"Matt, we have to proceed with caution. Don't forget, the mob is still looking for you. If they see you," Kevin began to say but Matt cut him off, "I'd rather they shoot me now than go after my brother! Don't you see, Jeff is all I've left! He's only eighteen and he's alone and I'm sure, beyond terrified! I have to go to him, now!"

Kevin took Matt by the shoulders, "If you die, your brother will be left alone! Do you want that for him?"

Matt pushed him away and his voice trembled as he spoke, "Do you know how I feel right now? My dad came to me in my dreams and told me to look after Jeff. No matter what, I can't fail him again because I have already failed him once!" Tears started to course down his cheeks, "It's so painful to lose my dad like that, shot in the head and …" he couldn't continue, his tears overwhelming him. Furious at himself for being so weak, he dashed the tears away and said in a steely voice, "I need to get to my brother! You either help me or get out of my way!"

Kevin knew he had to do the right thing by Matt. His own selfishness had cost a human life and caused Matt and Jeff to lose their home. Matt had every right to hate him, but throwing caution to the wind would only get him killed. The mob would most probably shoot him on sight on account of his betrayal. He knew it was risky but he owed it to Matt to help him any way he could.

"Give me twenty-four hours to get JR to round up some men and escort you. We'll get you to your brother but promise me you'll not take unnecessary risks. I … I owe it to your father and brother to make sure you stay alive."

Before Matt could say something to that, Kevin added, "But Matt, you need to remember one other thing, we don't know who we can trust, so, please stay alert!"

Matt nodded, "I know the risks and I'm willing to take them," hesitating momentarily before adding, "Thank you."

Kevin acknowledged his thanks with a smile before putting that call to JR. They needed to move fast, Randy was hot on the trail of Jeff Hardy!

~*~

Someone rapped on the door and Cena quickly pulled the covers over them. The door opened and Dave poked his head in. He gave Cena a cheesy grin before saying, "Get dressed and come out, our reinforcements are here."

"Oh shit!" Cena muttered and hurried off to the bathroom to wash, grabbing his clothes along the way before it dawned on him that someone had came in to put his clothes there.

'How come I didn't hear anyone coming in?' A worst thought came over him – if Kennedy was taking pictures of him again … He gulped audibly, they were lying naked in bed! Kennedy wouldn't dare! Or would he? Cena groaned, 'Anyone but Kennedy, please?' he prayed.

He completed his washing and dressing ritual in three minutes and went over to Jeff to kiss him awake.

"Hmm…?" Jeff mumbled sleepily as he slowly awakened.

"Wake up, sleepy head. We have visitors." As soon as he was sure that Jeff was fully awake, he said, "Jeff, we have to keep our relationship a secret from the new guys."

"What new guys?" Jeff asked as he sat up gingerly and laid his head on Cena's chest, snuggling against him.

Playing with his blonde locks, Cena reminded Jeff, "Remember the reinforcements? They're here." He noticed Jeff's discomfort, "Why don't you soak in the tub, it will ease the soreness. You can meet them later, and remember, we mustn't let them know about us. But Dave, Ken and Mor know about us already and they are sworn to secrecy!"

"Why must we hide our relationship?" Jeff asked, giving him a perplexed look.

"We're not supposed to start anything with our protégé, it's against the rules and I'll get into a lot of trouble," Cena explained.

"Oh …" Jeff mumbled, looking somewhat uncertain and sad.

Cena gave him a reassuring smile, "It'll only be for a while until the case is over, and then, we can be together!" He leaned down to peck Jeff on the lips and said, "Listen, I've got to go now! It will look suspicious if I stay here too long. I'll see you later!"

Jeff removed himself reluctantly and Cena got up. He walked towards the door, blew Jeff a kiss before opening the door and walked out, closing it behind him.

The two new guys who were chatting with the others stopped and turned their attention to him, grinning widely at him.

John's eyes lit up as he hurried towards them, "It has been a while since I saw you two! How have you been, guys?" They hugged each other before sitting down.

"You're looking good, John!" said Chris Jericho.

Alvin Burke, Jr, aka MVP, studied Cena closely and said, "You know, John, I swear you look like the cat who just ate the canary!"

Dave, Kennedy and Morrison snickered at Cena's discomfort and Chris and Alvin exchanged looks.

"Guys, we're among friends! Come on, tell us what's going on," Chris pestered them.

"It's the kid, isn't it?" Alvin asked with a knowing smirk.

"How did you …" Kennedy started to ask but Cena interrupted him, "I had a good night sleep, that's all. Have you guys heard about the shootout?" and changed the subject.

Chris nodded, "We heard. There has been a change of plans. While we were on our way here, JR called us. We are to head to New Jersey. We're meeting someone there, someone the kid knows."

"Who is it?" Dave asked and everyone leaned forward with curiosity.

"His brother, Matt Hardy," Chris informed them.

'Jeff is going to be thrilled when he hears this!' Cena thought, a grin on his face.

"There's more," Chris added and everyone gave him their full attention.

"Kevin Nash is escorting him with a few of our men. They are on their way to New Jersey as we speak."

The agents started to murmur among themselves. Chris and Alvin waited, knowing more questions would be thrown their way.

As anticipated, Cena and the rest turned back to them and Cena said, "When Orton and his boys came after Jeff, we knew there is more to this case than meets the eye. And now, we hear the legendary Kevin Nash is involved. That $50 million dollars that has been deposited into Gilbert Hardy's account, did you guys know anything about that?"

Chris and Alvin looked astounded, it was news to them. They shook their heads. "No, JR didn't say anything but with that kind of money floating around, it has to be mob money! We are just as clueless but we will get our answers once we meet up with Kevin and Matt Hardy," Alvin said.

"My brother, you found him!" Jeff shrieked in excitement and hurried towards them. He had come out of his room in time to hear his brother's name being mentioned. "Where is he? Is he safe? When are we leaving to meet him? Please, can I talk to him?"

He clutch onto Cena's arm in his excitement, drawing amused looks from the others. Chris and Alvin noticed the familiarity to which he held onto Cena and smirked, each man was thinking the same thought, 'So, that's what's going on!'

"Jeff!" Cena hissed, trying to get Jeff to let go of his arm. The smile that was on Jeff's face disappeared quickly and he released his arm, looking crestfallen and … hurt. Without another word, he turned on his heels and ran back into his room, the door slammed shut.

'Oh God, I'm an idiot!' Cena wanted to kick himself for hurting Jeff's feelings and immediately went after him. He knocked softly before entering, closing the door behind him.

All the other men stared at the closed door. Chris asked suddenly, "How long has this been going on?"

"You mean the attraction between them?" Dave asked and Chris nodded.

"Since they met," Dave stated. He added after a momentary pause, "You won't tell anyone?"

Alvin shrugged and said, "It's really none of my business," and Chris added, "My lips are sealed!" He hesitated before asking, "They … huh … sleeping together?"

Kennedy nodded, "Since last night, but don't tell Johnny I told you," he was quick to add.

"Mum's the word, I got it! While John is busy trying to straighten things out in there, can you brief us on what's happening so far?" Chris requested and the men got down to business. They told him and Alvin what took place since they left North Carolina.

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