Punk, Jeff, and Amy all just stood there staring at each other, not moving a muscle until Punk whispered out of the side of his mouth to Jeff. "If we don't move, she can't see us."

Amy glared at him. "Phil! What the fuck are you doing here?!"

Punk was about to answer but Amy cut him off. "And what the fuck are you doing to him?!"

"Ok, one, making out is a two person job, Jeff is just as guilty as I am, and two, you remember when we were fooling around?" Said Punk.

"Yes," said Amy, crossing her arms.

"Yeah, that's what we're doing," said Punk.

"Wha- since when are either of you gay?!" Said Amy, turning to Jeff. "Trish said you guys fucked just yesterday!"

"Well," said Jeff. "We did, but-"

"What the hell is going on?!" Said Amy.

Punk sighed. "Oh. My. God. We. Are. Fucking."

"Yeah, I think I got that part," said Amy. "But why?"

Punk looked at Jeff and shrugged. "He's hot, I'm hot. Why not?"

Amy took a deep breath and shook her head, looking at Jeff. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't tell anybody!" said Jeff. "I kinda don't want everyone knowing I'm gay."

"Why?" asked Amy.

"Because he doesn't," said Punk, putting his arms back around Jeff. "Now, if you don't mind, we were doing something..."

"Don't touch him!" said Amy. "He's like my son!"

Punk made a stink face and looked from Jeff to Amy. "Ok, now that threesome idea I had is just gross."

"What?" Said Jeff and Amy simultaneously.

"Nothing," said Punk, putting his hands up, before returning them to Jeff's waist. "Now, can you leave?"

"No!" Said Amy. "We need to talk about this!"

Punk groaned. "What is there to talk about?"

Amy glared and turned to Jeff. "Jeff, this isn't a road you want to go down."

Punk rolled his eyes. "Amy, I think we're fine. We've discussed this and-"

"Whatever he's told you is bullshit," said Amy. "He will say anything to get in your pants."

"It's not like that," Said Punk. "We-"

"No!" Said Amy. "It's exactly like that! One day you'll wake up and he'll be gone and won't answer your calls for WEEKS-"

"It's, not, like that," Said Punk, glaring at her.

"Oh really?" Said Amy. "So I suppose you just suddenly became a completely different person who doesn't go around breaking hearts and not caring?"

"Look," said Punk. "Just because you're jealous doesn't mean you have to take it out on us."

Amy scoffed. "Jealous? Of what? Being used?"

"I'm NOT using him!" said Punk. "How many times do I have to tell you it's, not, like that!"

Amy opened her mouth to respond but Jeff cut her off. "Amy, I appreciate your concern, but, I know what I'm doing."

Amy shook her head. "Jeff, you don't know what you're getting yourself into here. I care about you, and I don't want you to have to go through that. You'll get feelings for him that he will NEVER reciprocate."

Jeff ran a hand through his hair. "Look, I can handle it. I am a grown ass man, and I can make my own damn decisions.

Amy took a deep breath and walked to the door. "You know what, fine. But don't come crying to me when he breaks your heart."

When the door slammed Punk turned to Jeff with a sigh. "Look, Jeff I-"

Jeff quickly returned his mouth to Punk's, locking his arms over his shoulders. Punk moaned and wrapped his arms around Jeff's waist, picking him up and carrying him upstairs. He laid Jeff down on his bed and positioned himself on top of him, quickly setting to work on removing their clothes.

A little while later, Punk held Jeff against him, starting to catch his breath. He was trying to brush it off, but he kept think that what they were doing was wrong. Jeff blatantly liked him, and he was only doing this BECAUSE he liked him. 'Obviously Jeff wants more than this,' thought Punk. 'And I'm just doing this for sex. What if it really hurts him? What if I really hurt him?' He pushed the thoughts aside and pulled Jeff tighter against himself. Punk would think about all of that crap later. Right now, he just wanted to hold Jeff. A lot of events had happened today, and he really just needed to take everything in before any drastic decisions were made. Amy knew now, and she obviously wasn't pleased. Punk wouldn't be surprised if Matt knew now too, which concerned him a little. He's heard how much Matt embraces his big brother role.

When Punk asked for excitement, this is not what he expected, or really even wanted, at all. He just wanted to get in Jeff's pants, and now here he was, in Jeff's house, spooning with him while Jeff had feelings for him. And Punk wasn't gonna lie to himself, he definitely cared for Jeff. As far as feelings went, he wasn't an expert in that department, but he imagined if he were to have feelings, this is probably how it would feel. It was all just so much to take in such a small period of time, and so different from anything else he's ever done.

He smiled at Jeff when he started to stir and pecked him on the lips. "Good nap?"

Jeff smirked and put his face in the crook of Punk's neck. "Oh yeah. Good sex?"

Punk chuckled and pulled Jeff on top of him. "Hell yeah. Round two?"

"I'm too tired," said Jeff, snuggling into him.

"Come on," said Punk, rubbing his back. "It's fun."

Jeff smirked. "I don't care how fun it is, I want to go to bed."

Punk smirked and sighed. "Alright, but only because it's late." He closed his eyes and rubbed Jeff's back for a few seconds, before flipping them over and kissing his neck. "Sique!"

"Puuuuunnnnnkkkkkk," said Jeff, starting to dig his nails into Punk's shoulders. "Stttooooppppp."

"Nope," said Punk, trailing his hands down Jeff's legs and wrapping them around his waist. "Too much fun."

Jeff moaned with a smirk. "You owe me."

"Oh don't act like you don't enjoy this as much as I do," said Punk, before attaching his lips to Jeff's and shoving his tongue in his mouth.

Much later, Punk was sleeping very peacefully before he was woken up abruptly. His eyes slowly opened and he groaned when he saw Jeff on top of him.

"Phil!" said Jeff. "Wake up! You gotta see something!"

Punk looked over at the clock and rubbed his eyes. "Why the fuck are you awake at five in the morning?"

"It doesn't matter just get up," said Jeff, pulling him out of bed.

Punk groaned and grabbed his boxers, slipping then on. "When did you get dressed? No, why did you get dressed?"

"Look!" said Jeff, leading Punk onto the balcony and pointing at the sky.

"What?" Said Punk, looking for a UFO of some sort.

"The colors!" said Jeff.

Punk squinted his eyes and crossed his arms. "You dragged me out here for a damn sunrise that happens every damn morning?"

"Ssshhh," said Jeff, cuddling up to him. "Just watch."

Punk sighed and wrapped an arm around Jeff, watching the sunrise. He had to admit, it was kind of beautiful. Not five in the morning beautiful, but beautiful. "The sky is very pretty. Can I go back to bed now?"

"No, you owe me," said Jeff.

Punk sighed and rubbed his thumb over Jeff's hip. "You're lucky that was really good sex."

Jeff laughed. "Shut up."

Punk smirked and drifted his hand down to Jeff's butt. "Ever had sex on a balcony before?"

Jeff blushed and smacked his hand away. "Phil! People can see!"

"It's five in the morning, no one's awake," said Punk, pulling Jeff against him and putting his hands in his back pockets. "You just have to be very quiet."

Jeff was about to protest but Punk quickly kissed him and slid his tongue in his mouth. He picked Jeff up and laid him down on the lounger that out there, climbing on top of him.

"At least get a blanket," said Jeff, readjusting his position. "This is uncomfortable."

Punk groaned and walked back in Jeff's room, grabbing the blanket off of the bed. He walked back out and climbed back onto Jeff, pulling the blanket over them.

An hour later, Jeff was laying on top of Punk, before he looked down at him. "We should probably get back inside before people start waking up."

Punk looked around and furrowed his brows. "Wait a minute, you don't even have neighbors!"

Jeff smirked. "There's animals! And Matt lives just a little ways down the road!"

"Oh hell no," said Punk, swapping their positions. "We're doing this properly now."

"How was last time not proper?" Said Jeff, feeling Punk pull his legs apart.

"Cause, we were quiet last time," said Punk. "This time, you had better yell to where New York can hear."

They went at it once again and afterwards Punk carried Jeff back inside with the blanket around them, collapsing into the bed with him. He held Jeff against himself, getting just fifteen more minutes of sleep before he was woken up again.

"Hey," Said Amy, knocking on the wall of the bedroom.

Punk slowly opened his eyes and squinted at her. "Am I dreaming?"

Amy rolled her eyes and replied very sarcastically. "Totally. We're about to have that threesome."

Punk's eyes widened. "Really?"

"No!" Said Amy. "Now get up and put some clothes on. Us four are gonna have a talk."

"Four?" Said Punk.

"Yes. Matt's here too. He just didn't wanna come up in case you guys were indecent. You're just lucky you were covered," said Amy. She was about to leave the room, before walking back in. "Wait a minute, since when do you cuddle?"

"Leave," groaned Punk, pulling Jeff tighter against himself.

Amy left with a glare and Punk buried his face in Jeff's hair with a sigh. He moved his face down to Jeff's neck and started kissing it. "Baaaabbbeeee."

Jeff's eyes opened slowly and he wrapped his arms around Punk's shoulders. "Yes?"

"Your brother and Amy are here. They kinda wanna talk," Said Punk, bringing himself nose to nose with Jeff and putting his hands on Jeff's hips. "You really need to start locking your door

Jeff groaned. "Oh God."

Punk smirked and smiled a little when they made eye contact. He pecked Jeff on the lips and got out of the bed. "Come on, before they come back up."

"Maybe that'll teach them not to barge into my house," said Jeff, getting up and grabbing some clothes. They got dressed and walked downstairs. Punk smirked when he saw Matt sitting on the couch with his arms crossed. "Ooooooo tense atmosphere."

Matt went to get up but Amy held him down. Punk sat right across from him and put his arm around Jeff, putting his feet up on the coffee table. "What's the prob?"

Matt glared at him. "Look, I don't know what exactly is going on here, but whatever it is, it needs to stop. Now."

Punk scoffed. "Oh really? What, are you gonna stop us?"

"Jeff is my baby brother, and it's my Jon to protect him," said Matt.

"Matt, I am a grown ass man," said Jeff. "I can make my own, damn, decisions."

"Obviously not good ones considering he's here!" Said Matt, pointing to Punk.

"Quite frankly it's none of your damn business what's going on here," said Punk, glaring at him. "So why don't you hop off of Jeff and get the fuck out of his house."

"I will as soon as he hops off of your dick!" said Matt.

"Matt!" said Amy.

"What?" Said Matt. "You don't want then together either!"

"I don't want Jeff to get hurt, not for them to not be together," said Amy.

"We both know full well what Punk's reputation is. If they're together he's gonna get hurt!" said Matt.

Punk groaned. "Oh my god we're not even together! We're just fucking!"

"That's worse!" said Matt. "Now just leave, or this will get ugly."

"Oh it's about to get ugly," said Punk, standing up. Amy quickly got in between them when Matt got up. "Hey! We did not come here to fight!"

"Well then he needs to leave!" said Matt.

"No! You need to leave!" said Jeff, standing in front of him.

"What? Why?!" said Matt, directing his attention to Jeff.

"Because, he's not causing problems!" said Jeff, pointing at Punk. "You are!"

"I'm just trying to help you!" said Matt.

"Well you're not doing a good job!" said Jeff. "Now get out!"

Matt glared. "Fine!" He stormed out of the house and slammed the door. Amy sighed. "I'm sorry guys. I didn't think he would react like that."

"Yeah, well, bye," said Punk, getting a smack on the chest from Jeff. "Don't be rude."

Punk sighed. "She's still not supportive of us either."

"Well," said Amy. "I may not like it, but Jeff is right, he can make his own decisions. If he wants to fuck you, he can fuck you all He wants."

Jeff smiled. "Well thanks Amy."

"Yeah, no problem," said Amy. "As long as I don't see it."

Punk smirked. "Then you'd probably wanna avoid this house the next couple days."

Amy shook her head with a smirk. "Keep it in your pants. So, Jeff, what about Trish?"

Punk glared slightly. "What about Trish?"

Amy smirked. She had a feeling he would react like that. "Well, if you guys aren't together, there's no commitment. And he did bang Trish-"

"What's your point?" Said Punk.

"Are you doing the same thing you're doing with him with Trish?" Said Amy, looking at Jeff.

"No!" Said Punk.

Amy smirked again and winked at Jeff. "Yeah, 'not together' my ass."

Punk rolled his eyes. "We're not. How many times do I have to say this?"

"Uh huh," said Amy. "So, the cuddling, protectiveness, jealousy?"

"Bye Amy," said Punk, shooing Amy out the door. Jeff sighed when the door shut. "I'm sorry about, them."

Punk smirked and pulled Jeff against him. "Well, I know how you can make up for it."

Jeff smirked and pulled away, walking into the kitchen. "Do you ever not think about sex?"

"Sometimes," said Punk, sitting at the counter. "I also think about your underwear."

Jeff shook his head with a smirk and grabbed an apple out of the fridge. He sat across from Punk and sighed. "Man, I so don't wanna face Matt later."

"Well, you don't have to," said Punk.

Jeff raised an eyebrow and took a bite out of his apple. "What do you mean?"

Punk cleared his throat. "Well, I also have a house, and I kinda didn't bring any clothes here..."

Jeff smiled a little. "Are you inviting me to your humble abode?"

"If that's what you wanna call it," said Punk, with a smirk. He grabbed Jeff's Apple and tossed it in the trash. "Go pack."

"Hey, I was eating that," Said Jeff, getting up and walking towards his broom .

Punk smacked his butt when he walked by. "We'll eat on the way."

Jeff smirked back at him and walked upstairs, packing his clothes.

Punk watched him walk and bit his lip, waiting for him to pack. He smiled when Jeff walked back down with a suitcase. "Ready?"

"Yup!" Said Jeff, walking to the door. Punk followed him and got in the driver's seat of his rental car. They drove for a little while until they got to the highway and Jeff sighed. "Matt is gonna kill me when he finds out."

"Matt can suck my dick," said Punk.

Jeff smirked. "Woah, wrong Hardy. That is MY job."

Punk chuckled. "Well then, speaking of, sucking my dick..."

Jeff's eyes widened and he blushed. "Phil, you're driving!"

"So? I've done this before, I know what I'm doing," said Punk, unzipping his zipper. "And there's no one around."

"I'm not doing this," said Jeff, crossing his arms.

"Come on," said Punk, unbuttoning his boxers. "It's right here."

"Put it away," said Jeff. "Right now."

"It's getting coooolllllddd," said Punk.

"Then put, it, away," said Jeff.

"Come on, Jeff," said Punk. "I'm taking you to my home."

"No," Said Jeff, looking out the window.

Punk sighed but then smirked. "Beth did."

Jeff glared at him. "So? What's your point?"

"Just saying," said Punk, his smirk getting bigger.

Jeff rolled his eyes and groaned. "Oh my god, fine."

Punk grinned when Jeff pulled his hair back and moved his face to his lap.

"This is so awkward to do sideways," said Jeff.

"Sshhhh," said Punk, threading his fingers in Jeff's hair, keeping one hand on the wheel. He grunted and bit his lip, trying to keep his hand steady. 'Ok, this is not like the other times,' thought Punk. 'Jeff is way better at this.'

He moaned and gripped the steering wheel harder, tightening his fist in Jeff's hair. Punk bit his lip as they got on the highway, trying to drive straight. Every now and then he would moan and close his eyes, swerving on the road. Punk almost switched into the other lane, until another car honked.

Jeff tried to pull away. "Phil-"

"No, no," said Punk. "Keep going, I'm almost th-there."

He pushed back against the seat with a moan, not knowing he pushed down harder on the gas pedal. "Fuuuuccckkk."

Jeff felt the car speed up and quickly noted up. "Phil!"

Punk quickly hit the brakes before they hit the car in front of them. He groaned when Jeff wiped his mouth. "Noooo don't stop. Just a little more."

"At least pull over," said Jeff clinging to his seat. "You almost killed us twice!"

Punk quickly swerved to the side of the road and parked the car. He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and pulled Jeff into his lap. Punk unbuttoned Jeff's pants while he kissed him, sliding them off. "God, you're so sexy," said Punk. Jeff just moaned in response as Punk quickly rid him of the rest of their clothes.

When they finished, Jeff laid on Punk in the driver's seat. He reached for his clothes but Punk stopped him. "No no, don't get dressed."

Jeff raised an eyebrow at him. "What?"

Punk smirked. "I like you like this."

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Well doesn't that suck."

He tried to grab his clothes but Punk stopped him again. "Phil, we're almost at the airport," Said Jeff. "I can't walk in there naked."

"Well you can get dressed later," said Punk, tossing his pants in the backseat. "You can wear your shirt and underwear now."

Jeff rolled his eyes and sat in the passenger's seat, putting his shirt and boxers on. "You're so difficult."

Punk smirked and bit his lip, watching Jeff get dressed. "You never know when I may need some more entertainment."

Jeff shook his head with a smirk. "Pervert."

Punk scoffed. "Hey, you're the one who gave me a blow job, not the other way around."

"You forced me!" said Jeff.

"Did not," Said Punk, putting his arm around Jeff as he pulled back onto the road. "You enjoyed it just as much I did."

Jeff smiled and leaned his head on Punk's shoulder. "I don't think anyone could enjoy that as much as you did."

Punk chuckled and kissed Jeff's forehead, driving to the airport.

AN: Hey guys! Hope you liked it! This story is gonna end soon, but I've got another one coming out soon, and it will be more Punk and Jeff, just a very different Punk and Jeff lol Please leave a review! :-)

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