Disclaimer : I do not own any of the characters mentioned herein. This is pure fiction, there is no truth nor relation to the true characters mentioned here.

Please check out "Tears In Heaven" and "Twisted Fate" by Seraphalexiel. You need to read "Twisted Fate" first, it's the prequel to the former.

Chapter 9

News travel fast. By the time, the guys reached the arena for the show, everyone knew about Mark and Jeff. They were together, and everybody was happy for them, well, almost everyone.

When Chris heard, he sat in a daze, dumbfounded. His plan had gone awry. Glen did not get Jeff, but neither did he. He never even got close enough to talk to Jeff. He got up and paced, What to do? What to do? His rival was not to be underestimated. Fuck! We're talking about Mark , the Undertaker! God! I'm screwed! There's no way I can get Jeff back now!

He let out a sigh of frustration. He had been trying to come to terms with his feelings for Jeff. That brief dalliance with Kelly meant nothing to him. He deeply regretted hurting Jeff time and again, but if it was any consolation, he was glad that Jeff did not end up with Glen. That guy was a damn fool for not believing in Jeff, he did not deserve him!

But, Mark? Now, that was a different kettle of fish altogether! Chris had the utmost respect and admiration for Mark. The guy was reliable and trustworthy, he could spend the next few minutes listing out the other refined qualities in that man.

He groaned out loud, "What chance do I have now?" Shaking his head in despair, he sat back down to think. Making up his mind, he got up to leave, he had to find Jeff.

In another part of the arena, Glen was changing in his dressing room. Ever since the breakup, he had kept to himself. It was not unusual for he always value his privacy. He thought back to how things were when Jeff was with him. He had lost Jeff and he had no one to blame but himself. However, he had not given up hope yet as he was still waiting for Jeff to come around and forgive him.

Glen headed to catering, intending to grab a bite before going through the show plan. As he entered the dining area, the few people that were there hushed up upon seeing him. He chose to ignore them and after helping himself, proceeded to take his food to sit at a secluded corner.

As he ate, he listened casually to the conversation taking place. His ears pricked up when he heard mention of Jeff. Ron, aka R-Truth, was sharing the latest news he had heard with Phil and Jimmy. Glen got out of his seat, he moved quickly to Ron's table and grabbing him by his shirtfront, he pulled him up to face him, "What did you just say about Jeff?"

Ron tried to remove his grasp, "Let me go!"

Glen held on and asserted his authority, "Tell me what you just said or I'll break your fucking neck!"

At this point, Phil spoke up, "Let him go and I will tell you."

Glen pushed Ron out of the way and turned his attention to Phil. Phil decided that it was a matter of time before he found out. He might as well tell him now.

"We heard that Jeff is now with Mark, they are officially a couple." He moved quickly out of the way just in case Glen decided to vent his anger on him.

Glen stood unmoving, clenching his fists, his face livid with rage. He roared and upturned the tables and chairs in front of him, thrashing everything that stood in his way. Everyone scrambled out of his way. No one was insane enough to try and stop him.

Breathing heavily, Glen turned abruptly and left. He intended to pay his brother a visit.

Jeff and Mark were in the latter's private dressing room. Jeff was curled up against Mark on the couch. He was still feeling the aftermath of last night's activities. Mark had been insatiable and had kept him up most of the night. Not that he was complaining but he really needed to get some rest before the evening show.

Mark played with his hair, twirling a lock around his fingers. He was admiring the colors and enjoying the silky texture as he rubbed it between his fingers.

Smiling down fondly at his young lover lying in the crook of his arm, he asked softly, "You want to go get something to eat? We haven't had breakfast yet."

Jeff shook his head, "I'm not hungry, I just want to lay here and rest for a bit. Why don't you go on without me? I'll wait here for you."

Before Mark could respond, his dressing room door was kicked down and Glen marched in. Jeff sat up quickly while Mark stood up to face his brother.

Both brothers glared at each other, Mark was the first to speak, "What's the meaning of this? You just broke the damn door down!"

Eyes blazing with anger, Glen rasped harshly, "I should have known better than to trust you. I thought you were helping me but all these time, you were planning to take Jeff away from me. You prevented me from seeing him so that you can keep him for yourself! I'm going to make you pay!"

Glen swung his fists but Mark dodged and caught both his hands. He held on tight, but Glen pushed him back and threw his body against him, knocking Mark down onto his back. He had Mark pinned and was about to rain blows on him when Jeff jumped on his back and held on to his arm, "Stop it, Glen! Stop it!"

Through the haze of rage, Glen heard Jeff and he froze. Disengaging his arms around his neck, he turned around to face Jeff.

Jeff was shaking and crying. He had just witnessed a side of Glen he never saw before, in the ring, yes, but never outside it, and never against his own brother.

Glen reached out to him, "Jeff" but Jeff flinched and took a step back. He was afraid, he didn't know this man at all anymore.

Mark got up slowly to his feet. Jeff went around Glen and moved to Mark's side, holding tightly to him. He sniffled as he asked, "Ar .. are you alright, Mark?"

Mark wrapped him in his arms, he could feel him trembling. "Shshh, I'm okay," he rubbed Jeff's back soothingly.

Glen was staring at him, fists clenched, teeth gritted, the rage visible in his eyes.

Mark returned his glare, "If you think I would stoop so low as to go behind your back and take Jeff away from you, then there's nothing I can say to change your mind."

He hugged Jeff tightly, "Sweets, I think it's time you sit down and sort things out with Glen. Will you be alright by yourself?"

Jeff glanced up and looked from Mark to Glen. He nodded but he was trembling within. His eyes grew wide with the sudden realization that he would be left alone with Glen.

Mark saw his anxiety and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I'm just right outside."

He settled Jeff down on the couch and turned to leave but not before giving Glen a look that spoke volumes. He wished there was a better way to do this but Glen needed to hear it from Jeff. He moved towards the opening, ordering the onlookers to scram.

Matt approached him, an anxious look on his face, "Are you sure it's safe to leave Jeff alone with him?"

Mark looked uncertain. Glen had attacked him and he knew that his brother would not take kindly to what Jeff would have to say. But, he couldn't deny his brother the chance to talk privately with Jeff. He wished he had got Jeff to clear the air with Glen first before they got together.

He tried to reassure Matt, "I'm sure Glen will not hurt Jeff." They moved a couple of doors away and leaned against the wall to wait.

Jeff looked everywhere but at Glen. After a moment of silence, Glen sat down beside him and moved to take his hands but Jeff scrambled to the corner, hugging himself tightly. Glen looked devastated.

Breathing in deeply, Jeff stammered, "Wha .. what do you want from me?"

Glen stared at him, baffled by his reaction, "Jeff, why are you avoiding me? I'm sorry for what I did but why won't you talk to me?"

Jeff raised his eyes to meet Glen's, "What would you say, that you're sorry, that you made a mistake?"

His voice trembled as he continued, "You want me to forgive you? I have forgiven you Glen, but I can't be with you. You have no faith in me, you didn't believe me when I told you the truth and you broke the trust I had in you. It's over, Glen. Our relationship would not last because we do not trust each other."

Glen's heart sank at Jeff's words, "Jeff, please give me another chance. You know I love you. Just give me a chance to make it up to you."

Jeff whispered, "I'm sorry but I don't love you anymore. You still believe that I lied to you. Please, don't make this any harder, lets just move on with our own lives."

It finally dawned on Glen that it was over. He had truly lost Jeff. Glen sat immobile, his mind in a daze. How could he be so stupid as to let his own doubts cloud his mind? It was true, he still believed that something was going on between Jeff and Chris. He had hurt Jeff, with his words and actions. It was too late for regrets. Jeff didn't love him anymore, he had found someone else.

Seeing Glen's look of despair, Jeff's heart melted. He moved forward to cup the man's face in both his hands, rubbing his thumbs gently across his cheeks, "Please Glen, don't be sad. You will find someone else to love. We are not meant for each other."

Before Jeff could pull away, Glen caught hold of his hands. Looking into Jeff's eyes, he asked quietly, "Do you love Mark?"

Jeff nodded and whispered, "Yes."

"Does Mark love you?" Despite everything, he wanted Jeff to be happy.

"Yes, he does" Jeff replied softly.

Glen turned his palms towards him and kissed them gently. He rubbed his cheeks against them before releasing them slowly.

"Mark's a good man, I know he will take good care of you. At least, I know that I have lost to a better man." He got up and left, never once looking back.

When Glen came out, he stopped before Mark. Matt went to check on his brother, giving the brothers some privacy.

A moment of silence ensued before Glen spoke, "I'm sorry Mark. I didn't mean all those things I said earlier" he paused before adding quietly, "Take care of Jeff" before walking away.

Mark sighed heavily, he could tell that Glen was hurting, but, at last, he had closure. He was about to head back to join Jeff when he heard Chris call out, "Mark, wait up, I need to talk to you!"

Mark turned as Chris approached. Chris hesitated before asking, "I heard that Jeff is now with you, is it true?"

Mark stared him down, "What business is it of yours?"

Chris stood his ground, "I know you don't like me, but I care for Jeff. So, is it true?"

Mark replied gruffly, "Yes, we are together."

Chris fidgeted some before asking, "Mark, can I have a moment with Jeff? I really need to speak with him."

Mark wondered if it was a wise thing to do, but he couldn't help thinking that everyone should say their peace that day. He sighed, telling Chris, "Jeff's in there but let me check if he's ready to see you."

Matt was holding Jeff, who was crying softly in his arms. He relinquished his role when Mark sat down and Jeff immediately buried his face into his chest.

"Calm down, sweets, don't cry" Mark cooed softly.

"He.. he's hurting, Mark. I .. I ..didn't mean to hurt him" Jeff cried, his voice muffled against his chest.

"Glen knows, Jeff, he knows it's not your intention to hurt him. He will heal." Mark rocked him gently in his arms until Jeff finally relaxed against him.

He kissed the top of his head, "Chris is outside, he wants to see you. Are you up to it?"

Jeff stiffened in his arms and lifted his head. It was heart wrenching to see his tear-streaked face and red-rimmed eyes. "Do I have to?" and when Mark encouraged him with a nod, he sighed, "I guess I might as well."

"I'll wait outside with Matt, you have a good talk with Chris," Mark got up with Matt and they left the room.

"You can go on in, but Chris, if you make him cry, you will have to answer to me!" Mark warned him.

Chris nodded before walking in. It pained him to see Jeff looking so wretched. He approached slowly and sat down beside him.

"I'm sorry Jeff, for all the pain that I've caused you. I've put you through so much and you have every right to hate me but I hope you will forgive me. Please, will you forgive me?" he looked pleadingly into Jeff's eyes.

Jeff swallowed before nodding, "I forgive you, and, for the record, I don't hate you."

Chris let out a sigh of relief. He was really glad that Jeff had finally accepted his apology and forgave him. But that was not all he came to say.

"Jeff, I have another confession to make. I actually did something back then to try and get you back but it blew up in my face. I just want you to know that I do care for you, more than you know."

He paused before asking softly, "You don't love me anymore, do you?"

Jeff hesitated before admitting, "No, I don't love you, but I still care for you."

Chris nodded sadly, he couldn't ask for more. After what he had put Jeff through, he should be happy that Jeff at least still care for him.

Noticing Chris' sad disposition, Jeff leaned forward to give him a friendly hug. Chris felt his eyes smarting from the simple gesture. He hugged back and tried to hide his tears.

"Oh Chris, please don't cry!" Jeff saw his wet eyes and felt like crying again.

Chris recalled with horror what Mark had said, he must not make Jeffrey cry! Blinking back his tears furiously, he twitched his eyes repeatedly, "I'm not crying, I have something in my eye and it's causing me to tear." He pulled out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes, saying "There! I'm fine now."

Jeff cocked his head and watched him closely, finally deciding to take Chris' word for it.

Chris gave him a smile and decided to stay on safe grounds, "I heard about you and Mark, are you happy?"

Jeff nodded happily, a big smile broke out on his face, "Yes, I'm happy with Mark."

Chris eyes softened at the change in Jeff when Mark was mentioned. He's in love!

He thought to himself as he watched Jeff. I can't make him happy and neither can Glen, but, Mark has won his heart! I've never seen him happier!

His thoughts were interrupted, "Chris, are you alright? You're too quiet."

"I'm just thinking, Jeff. So, it looks like I have to give up trying to win you back. I can tell you're in love, but not with me."

He let out a sigh of exasperation, "I can't win here, we're talking about Mark, The Undertaker! The Phenom! The Great One!"

Jeff giggled at Chris' forced exaggeration, "I have to agree with you, Mark's the best!"

Chris pouted, "Hey! Hurt a guy's feelings would you?"

Jeff felt better with that exchange, it was like before, when they were just friends. He was, however, puzzled by what Chris had mentioned earlier.

"Chris, what did you mean when you said you did something to get me back?"

Chris pondered before replying, "Does it matter? I failed any way and you're with Mark. I hate myself for saying this but I have to admit that he is the right guy for you. I do approve of him."

"Who are you? My dad?" Jeff giggled playfully.

"No, but I care for you. I don't want you to fall into the wrong hands, you mean too much to me!" Chris whined, giving Jeff a puppy-dog look.

Jeff gave him a soft look, "I miss the times we had when we were such good friends."

Chris reached out and held his hand, "I miss you too Jeffers. Since I can't have you, and I know Mark will kill me if I even try to take you away from him, why don't we go back to being just friends?"

Jeff smiled widely at him, "I like that!"

The two men moved to give each other a friendly hug.

Chris sighed, "Well, I better get going. Your boyfriend is outside, waiting to kill me if I so much as make you shed a tear. Take care of each other, Jeff. I'll see you around."

As Chris left, he decided that he had a lot of making up to do. Jeff was happy with Mark, he didn't have to worry about him. But, Glen? He didn't like the guy but somehow, he felt like he owe him. He might have started the whole shenanigan but Glen lost Jeff because he chose not to believe him. It was his own fault, but Chris felt that he had to make it up to the big guy for the pain he had caused him. He would think of something, he was pretty sure of that.

Mark joined Jeff as Matt had to leave for his match. The RAW taping had started.

The smile on Jeff's face was a welcoming sight. Jeff moved into his arms as soon as he sat down.

"You're alright?" Mark kissed the side of his face as he hugged him tight to him.

"Yes, Chris and I had a good talk, we're back to being friends!" Jeff couldn't hide his excitement.

Knowing how close they once were, Mark was relieved that the two friends had finally resolved their differences and made up.

Watching Mark closely, Jeff asked in a worried tone, "Do you mind?"

Mark wore a puzzled look on his face, "What do you mean, Jeff?"

"I mean, are you jealous? Do you mind me being friends with Chris? I don't want any misunderstanding between us."

Jeff was thinking of how Chris had been the rift between him and Glen. He didn't want the same thing to happen with Mark.

"I really don't mind, we all need friends and I can understand the special bond you have with Chris. I trust you Jeff, you have nothing to worry about." It seemed that Mark had read his thoughts.

Jeff lifted his head to kiss Mark softly on his lips. Mark had been so understanding and loving. His feelings for him had grown in leaps and bounds in just 24 hours. Their kiss turned frenetic and passionate, leaving both men gasping for air. Mark pushed Jeff down on the couch, intending to have a little fun. It had been a stressful day for both of them. They were interrupted by a cough at the door. Both men looked up to see Adam, aka Edge. He looked uncomfortable.

"Don't you ever knock?" Mark growled.

"Huh.. you don't have a door, Mark" Adam was quick to point out.

"Oh, I forgot. So, what do you want? I'm busy right now."

Adam grinned, he could tell how busy they were, but he was only a messenger.

"I'm sorry for cutting into your tight schedule but Vince wants to see you, pronto!"

He winked at them, "I'll see you guys later" and left.

Mark muttered under his breath about Vince's lousy timing.

Jeff gave him a kiss on the cheek, "I'll wait for you, just hurry on back."

He whispered huskily in his ear, "We can take a shower together once you get back."

Mark got to his feet real fast, "I won't be gone long, sweets. Just promise to keep your libido up!"

He was about to leave but turned back, "Hey! You have to come with me, I'm not leaving you here alone, especially when there's no door to keep you safe."

Jeff got up, "I'll be fine, Mark. Everything's settled with Glen and Chris."

Mark shook his head, until he know for sure, he wasn't about to leave Jeff alone.

"No, come on sweets, stay with Randy until I get back."

They found Randy in his dressing room who had just finished taping his match and was about to take a shower. Randy agreed to keep Jeff with him until Mark came back.

The legend killer sat down beside Jeff in his sweaty ring attire. "I heard about the path of destruction Glen left behind. How did it go?"

Jeff's mood became somber, "We talked and I told him it was over between us."

"And how did he take it?"

Jeff frowned, "He was upset but I think he will come around. I know he is still hurting though."

Randy nodded, "At least you have cleared the air, now both of you can move on. I met Chris on the way back, he seemed hyper, more talkative."

Jeff grinned, "Chris came to talk to me too. We have made up and officially as of now, we are back to being friends!"

Randy smirked, "You have been busy today! So, how are things with you and Mark? Anything interesting to tell?"

Jeff blushed and Randy couldn't resist teasing, "You guys were loud last night! I was just next door and I heard every moan, groan, whimper and scream. It kept me up the whole night! I'm surprised you can still walk!"

Jeff groaned and hid his face in his hands with embarrassment, "Please don't tease Randy."

Randy laughed out loud, "Okay, I couldn't resist, but I'm glad Jeff."

Jeff looked out from between his fingers, "Huh? What?"

Randy pulled his hands away, "I knew all along that Mark was interested in you. He thought he was being inconspicuous, but he couldn't keep his eyes off you. I'm glad that both of you are finally together!"

Jeff was baffled, "You knew?"

"The signs were all there, but he just didn't want to say anything. I guess he wasn't ready. He knew you were the one for him but couldn't tell you. He was there in front of you all these time but you didn't see him. Ironic, isn't it?"

Jeff thought over what Randy said and he was grateful to whoever pushed Mark to finally open up his heart to him. He was a fool, looking for love in the wrong places. Mark had been there for him all that time!

Mark dealt with Vince quickly and came back for him. He remembered that his dressing room no longer had a door and they needed privacy. As a last thought, he pushed Randy out.

"Hey! This is my room, Mark! This is not right!"

"Sorry, Randy but I'm desperate. I need some alone time with Jeff. You can use the shower in my room instead" and saying, he threw Randy his bag of clothes before locking the door.

Mark turned back to Jeff, grinning devilishly at his little man, "Interested in taking that shower now?"

Jeff giggled at Mark's playful banter, "I'm so looking forward to it!"

He walked seductively towards Mark, and started slowly to strip him. He took his time, grazing his fingers lightly down his chest, brushing them against his nipples with feather-like touches before he drew the shirt off. He moved to Mark's belt, yanking it open and unzipping the fly before dipping his hands into the waist band and drew his pants down slowly, sinking to the floor on his knees before him.

Mark looked down at Jeff with lust-filled eyes. His love traced his fingers lightly along the length of his member through his boxers. Holding on to Mark's gaze, Jeff pulled them down slowly to release the hardened cock from its confines. He licked his lips sensuously while taking the cock in his hand and stroking it to its full length. Mark closed his eyes and moaned at his touch.

Starting from the base of the cock, Jeff licked his way up along the thick vein to the head, before taking it into his hot wet mouth. Mark thrust his hip forward, groaning louder as the engorged head was engulfed by the surrounding heat and sweetness that was Jeff's mouth.

Jeff sucked and licked alternately, running the tip of his tongue across the slit and around the head before taking the shaft deeper into his mouth. He couldn't take the whole length into his mouth, but he took in as much as he could. Hollowing his cheeks, he sucked hard and moved his head up and down the shaft, his other hand played with the balls, squeezing them gently.

Mark felt his balls tightening, he didn't want to cum in Jeff's mouth. Grasping Jeff's head with one hand, he pulled him up and kissed him hard on the mouth. His aching cock throbbed and needed release but he wanted to pleasure his sweet lover first.

Stripping Jeff quickly, Mark carried him with his legs wrapped around him to the shower room. Bracing Jeff against the tiled wall, Mark lifted him higher so that his crotch was at his face and his head was almost touching the ceiling. He pulled his legs up to rest on both his shoulders. Jeff was now wide open, his tight pucker easily accessible.

Mark wet his lips before tonguing the pucker. He licked around it as Jeff squirmed and whined softly. Holding tight onto him, he delved his long tongue deep in to reach past the tight ring of muscles. Jeff squeaked and thrust his hip forward, he had a tight hold on Mark's hair and was trembling with anticipation.

"Markkkk…pleasseeee…" he whined as he writhed with pleasure.

Mark grinned as he thrust his tongue in and out, working it deeper with each thrust. Jeff panted and squirmed, his cock already leaking with precum. Intense sensations swept through his body, leaving him aching for release. He wanted Mark to take him hard, he needed Mark to fill him completely!

"Markkk...please don't tease…just…fuck me…fuck me hard!" Jeff cried out wantonly.

Mark gave his pucker a wet kiss before dropping Jeff's legs to his waist and braced him against the wall. He didn't waste any more time, they had played long enough. Without preamble, Mark held his cock in position and drove in deep into Jeff, burying himself to the hilt.

"Oh God!" Jeff shouted and arched his back at the painful yet arousing intrusion. Mark felt so good in him, he felt so full with the deep penetration.

Mark started to move, thrusting in deep and hard. He growled as his thrusts became more frantic. He drove in deep and held still, grinding his hips in circular motions against Jeff. Jeff sobbed, he was almost on the verge. Mark couldn't hold it together, he could feel Jeff's internal muscles clenching his cock in a vice grip. He thrust frantically, pistoning his cock in and out. Freeing one hand, he took Jeff's leaking cock and stroked it roughly in time with his thrusts. Jeff screamed out in ecstasy as he climaxed, shooting thick ribbons all over Mark's stomach and thighs. His internal muscles clenched viciously around Mark, causing him to go over the edge. He shouted Jeff's name as he emptied into him, his hot seed flooding into Jeff.

Jeff laid limp in his arms, mewling softly with contentment. Mark pulled out gently, his seed trickling down Jeff's thighs. He let Jeff's legs down gently and rained tender kisses all over his face before whispering, "I love you Jeff."

Jeff opened his eyes to meet Mark's, his eyes filled with love. He was overwhelmed by his emotions and happy tears rolled down his cheeks.

"I love you too Marky!" He returned Mark's kisses and finally lay quietly in his arms, sighing blissfully.

Mark turned on the shower and pulled Jeff in to let the warm water wash over them. Jeff was still leaning heavily against him. He noticed him wincing.

"Are you alright, love?"

Jeff looked embarrassed, "I.. I can't feel my legs Mark, and .. and my ass hurts real bad."

Mark took in Jeff's condition and abruptly roared with laughter, the sounds echoing back in the confines of the bathroom.

"Ooh… you're mean Mark! I'm hurting and you're laughing at me!" Jeff pouted and winced again.

"Oh, sweets!" Mark guffawed, "I'm sorry but I just couldn't help it. We better fix you up, you still have a match against Ortiz tonight."

He lifted Jeff into his arms and carried him out, realizing that there were no towels to dry off. He placed Jeff on the couch and dressed himself before helping Jeff into his clothes. He picked him up again, intending to go back to his own dressing room.

"Mark, put me down! I think I can walk on my own. I don't want the guys to see me like this!" Jeff protested. He shuddered at the thought of the endless teasing he would receive if everyone saw him incapacitated like that.

Mark chuckled with amusement before putting Jeff on his feet.

"Alright then, lets get out of here. I have something you can use to ease the the pain back in my room."

Mark made to move and that was when he saw Jeff walking with his legs wide open. He was practically waddling like a duck! Mark burst into laughter again, the tears leaked from the side of his eyes.

Jeff tried to glare him down but was helpless otherwise. He couldn't move fast enough to hit Mark, even if he wanted to. Realizing how silly he would look if he walked out like that, he finally gave in.

"Okay, Mark, please stop laughing at me! I think you have to carry me out. Can you at least get me to your room fast? Just don't stop for anything!"

Mark wiped the tears from his eyes before holding Jeff to him. He pecked him on the lips before picking Jeff up in his arms and made towards the door. Jeff opened the door and Mark walked out, striding purposely along the corridor towards his room.

As expected, as they made their way, a trail of lusty laughter and chorus of taunts followed them,

"Hey Jeff, something went up your ass? … it must have been a longgggggg night … don't tease him guys, don't be such dicks! ..it's pretty hard on him … the Deadman nailed him hard and good!"

Jeff hid his face against Mark's neck, never once looking up at his tormentors. Mark tried to keep a straight face but the sides of his mouth twitched with amusement. He didn't stop to berate the guys, he just wanted to get Jeff to their room quickly. But, he better do it quick before he lost control and laughed out loud.

As soon as Mark stepped into his room, he realized that he could not shut the door to keep the others out, because there was no door, so to speak. His resolve broke and he doubled over with mirth.

Jeff struggled out of his arms and waddled to the couch to sit down. He glared at Mark before burying his face against the corner of the couch and pouted sweetly. He refused to look at Mark.

"Oh sweets, don't be like that. Come here." Mark felt bad and moved to take Jeff in his arms.

Jeff swatted him away and hid his face against the couch. Mark was not deterred, he just moved closer and lifted Jeff onto his lap. This time, Jeff didn't push him away but kept his head down while Mark held him tight.

"I'm so sorry for laughing but you walk funny and I don't have a door anymore!"

Jeff had to agree and the sides of his mouth twitched. Mark noticed and chuckled, pressing a kiss against his lips.

"Lets get you fixed up, I've something you can use, you'll be just as good in no time."

Getting the tube of healing ointment from his bag, he squeezed some onto his fingers and helped Jeff to push his pants down. Bending Jeff over his legs, Mark eased his fingers gently into Jeff's tight pucker, coating his insides with the cold cream and around it. Unintentionally, Jeff moaned as he felt Mark slid his fingers in and around.

Mark grinned as he removed his fingers and pulled Jeff to lean on him.

"I love it when you moan for me, I would take you in a heartbeat but you need to rest and prepare for your match. Matt should be here soon, I'll go and get us some chow."

As soon as he finished speaking, Matt walked in, freshly showered after his match.

"Hey guys, want to go get something to eat? I'm famished!"

That was when he noticed his brother's pants were down! Jeff quickly pulled up his pants, his face red with embarrassment. Matt opened his mouth, closed it again and was about to say something but changed his mind and shook his head. He gave Mark a look of reproach, rolled his eyes, sighed and muttered to himself.

Mark catching only some of it, " …still at it …all night long .. no door …still .. fucking around" and finally, "sheesh!"

Mark chose to ignore what he heard and went into the bathroom to clean his hands.

He informed them as he came about, "Matt, stay with Jeff will you? I'm going to get us something to eat."

Matt interrupted before he could leave, "Why don't we all just go? "

Jeff looked uncomfortable, he didn't want Matt to see him walking like he had something stuck in his ass. Needless to say, he would have plenty to say about that.

Mark wasn't one to beat around the bush, "Jeff's all tuckered out. I'll be back soon." Mark left without giving Matt a chance to ask any more questions.

Matt moved to sit beside his brother, "So, everything's settled with Glenn and Chris?"

Jeff nodded, "Yeah, Chris and I are cool. But Glen's still hurting."

Matt snorted, "He's hurting? I don't sympathize with him. He hurt you bad, and Jericho? Please Jeff, just don't get too involved, okay?"

He pondered before asking, "Are you and Mark serious?"

Jeff nodded and smiled sweetly, "I found out that he had been crushing on me since we joined the federation."

Matt raised an eyebrow, "But why didn't he say anything before? Then, you wouldn't have to go through all that pain with Jericho and Glenn."

Jeff sighed, "It's a long story but what matters is that Mark and I are together now."

"Are you happy, Jeff?"

Jeff nodded affirmatively, a light blush covering his cheeks.

Matt stayed quiet for a while which prodded Jeff to ask, "Matt? You do like Mark, right?"

Matt gave him a reassuring smile, "I do. I respect the guy a lot! I want both of you to be happy."

Mark came in carrying bags of food, Jeff and Matt sniffed appreciatively and they all tucked in with gusto, making light conversation in between bites.

Mark's phone rang, he looked at the number and excusing himself, he moved aside to take the call. Matt and Jeff heard only snatches of the conversation but enough to know that Mark's little girls, Chasey and Gracie were on the line. Mark chatted and laughed with them, his face beaming with joy. It was pretty obvious that he adored his little girls, but his ex-wife was granted custody of both children as Mark was always on the road.

Jeff looked at Mark fondly, he loved how Mark interacted with his children and wondered if he would have the chance to meet them.

Mark suddenly frowned, "Sara, what's the problem?" He listened before saying, "I don't think there's a problem since we're in Texas right now. You can bring the girls down to my place around noon. Now, let me talk to the girls again."

Mark spent some time talking to them before finally telling them to be good and to go to bed early. He made kissing sounds over the phone before hanging up.

Jeff asked softly, "Were those your little girls?"

Mark nodded and sighed loudly, "I do miss them. Sara wants to know if I can watch them for a couple of days while she goes up to her parents' home in New Jersey. She will drop them off at my place around noon. Why don't you guys come up with me and meet them? I can call Shawn to bring Cheyenne and Cameron along and the kids can have a pyjamas party."

Jeff and Matt were enthusiastic about meeting Mark's girls and readily agreed.

"Great! I'll call Shawn to make the arrangements. We will drive to my place in Austin after the show. It's just a couple of hours away."

Jeff was pretty excited about meeting the girls. He hoped they would like him. Mark seemed to understand how he felt and gave him a hug.

"I can't wait for them to meet you, they are going to love you!"

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