The last chp was kinda depressing for me, and now it's outta my way. MagZ86, thank you. Animal Luvr 4 Life, you're somewhat right :P Renna33, I hope business has picked up, lol. Esha Napoleon, yeah, Matt should feel bad. But, he prolly don't ;) Chisato-chan, glad my Edge muse still loves me (hope yours loves you still too). I killed Edge in 'Captive', Edge muse was okay with it as long as his death was awesome. Glad you love the story :D I luv Jeff Hardy Edge Randy, that's still a chp away, hun. They gotta make a pit stop first ;) AnonymousPunk, thank you, XD! Psycho Matt is loved! redsandman99, I feel bad for them too :( Updating. NeroAnne, I couldn't take away the Hardycest from this story. It's too good! XD. HighflyinJeffHardy, thank you, and omg, so jealous of you... Nah, JK. But, damn, it'd be awesome to stand in two feet of Randy Orton. You're so lucky, XD! slashdlite, I can't tell you all the answers just yet. You'll have to read and find out :) I can't make Adam top. I've done agreed not too. But, there's other stories of mine where he tops, and there'll always be more. Seraphalexiel, still dunno how Adam became a sexy bottom.. but, oh, well. Ooh, and 'passionate' sex this time on ahead! Dark Fae Angel, Addy is a clueless idiot. What else is there to say? But, this chp should make you a bit happy. P.S. I don't think they know if the Matt/Jeff feud is on or off.. but, ooh, Edge/Jeff, Extreme Rules, ladder match! Imma happy fangirl! I want to spank Matt with his cast for always interrupting.. but, it could be worse O.o I won't say how b/c I don't need a brain scrub. I want a Matt/Jeff/Edge triple threat match! alethea293, I'm happy you didn't miss out. I'm so proud I could entertain you a bit :) Here's the next chp. BellaHickenbottom, I'm not sure if anyone belongs w/ anyone in here anymore. I have way screwed them up. But, no one will be left out and lonely. JoMoFan-spot, from chp 12, yeah, Jeffy is a bit selfish, but love screws you up that way. Matt's line where he says Adam is a sexy bottom was for you and all others who think so. This story has gone crazy, and I'm loving it. Chp 13, What's missing? Sex! Yes, Adam will remain a bottom b/c I have final say. At least over that part! So enjoy w/ no fear when it comes to Addy's bottom status. Kaito Naito -RMHG- yeah, poor Jeffy :( I hurted him.
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Chapter fourteen/ 'Enemies and Lovers'
Rated; M/ L, S (blowjob, fingering, anal, fisting, a somewhat violent story theme as usual)
Adam stood looking at his 'boss' defiantly.
"I'm not going anywhere with you, Hardy. I have a match tonight. Now if you'll kindly see yourself to the door, I can get ready for it." On the inside he was hating that Randy wasn't there that night. He had 'fired' him from being his personal body guard. But, then again, he thought Matt was in a hospital with Jeff miles away from him.
"I had your match cancelled. It was against Mark Henry anyway, you should thank me." Matt straightened up. He'd have his way one way or another.
"I drother face Henry, Undertaker, Big Show, and that stripper guy that used to hang around DX all in the same night as to go with you." Adam grabbed his bag and began to head off.
"Awe, Addy, I'm crushed." Matt said, cutely.
Adam had stopped at the word 'Addy'. Jeff liked calling him that annoying little nickname. Adam never minded that much, if it was Jeff saying it. Adam had even barred Randy from saying it because he ddin't need another reminder of Jeff.
Adam turned to him slowly. "Don't call me that."
Matt ignored him. "You're coming with me."
"No, I'm not. Leave me alone, Matt. You won. You can't let anything die, can you? You never let me taking Amy from you die. Now, you can't let you taking Jeff from me die. What the hell more could you possibly want from me? You've hurt me and paid me back in everyway possible. You seriously need to learn when enough is enough. Jeff is all yours, I feel nothing for him anymore. Let it die." Adam stood his ground.
"You. Are. Coming. With. Me. That's not an option. We need to have a little business meeting, and I can't do it here." Matt argued, getting frustrated.
Adam shook his head, confusion painting his face and his eyebrows furrowed. "Why the hell not?"
"Because I'd hate to be interrupted." Matt said bluntly, shifting on his feet.
That didn't put the blonde male at ease at all.
"Matt.." He started fearfully. "I dunno what you have planned, but.."
"I'm not gonna hurt you, Adam. You have my word. Actually, you should be more worried about what I could do to you if you don't come with me. I could march to Vickie Guerrero's office, tell her you voided your contract. Tell her you fucked Jeff, fucked me, and then for the hell of it fucked Randy Orton and that's what the scuffle was about in the locker room last week. Yeah, I kept my mouth shut, Edge. I told them it was a personal dispute between Orton and myself regarding a match discussion that got way outta hand, and that Jeff's accident was a casualty. I didn't tell them why it happened. They don't know that you and Orton had an affair. They don't know that Jeff fucked Orton to break up your affair." Matt stated.
Adam just blinked, looking down at the ground. He may regret this.
"Don't make me decide your future for you. I may have been busy with taking care of my brother, but I am still your boss and you will do as I say. Grab your fucking shit and let's go."
Adam didn't look back up at Matt as he grabbed both his duffel bag and his travel bag and followed Matt out of the door.
--xx--
Adam wasn't liking the fact that they had pulled up in the rental car to the hotel where Matt was staying for the time being until he could return to Jeff.
"Why are we here?" He asked, hoping they would have gone to like a restaurant or some place where someone could have stopped him if Matt tried to brutally murder him.
Matt shut off the engine and opened the door. "I need to get something important. Come, Adam."
Adam growled and got out of the car, following the older Hardy inside and through the hotel plaza. His nerves were wrecked. Every step he took was shakey. He didn't want to be here. Adam seemed to involuntarily follow Matt to his hotel room on the third floor. Matt shoved him inside and closed and double locked the door behind them. Adam nearly jumped as he heard the top latch being shut. He didn't know why he was allowing Matt to keep such a tight ass leash on him. He was his own man. He was 35 for crying out loud. Adam turned to stare Matt directly in his eyes. And that was just because the older Hardy was blocking him.
"Look, I dunno what you have planned.."Adam closed his eyes for a split second, reopening them. "But, I said I was sorry.. I am.. I just, please.."
"It actually bothered me when Jeff came to me, before he had went to Orton in that stupid little attempt of his to fix the problem himself... He came to me and told me you had fucked Orton and Randy had made sure he listened. Now, I hate that that asshole Orton had his dick in my sweet little Jeffrey.. But, you fucking Randy to make Jeff jealous is no damn different than what he did." Matt's voice was at an eerie level of calm, but his eyes were burning like fire. Almost dancing like they were under candle light when they weren't.
"I know, Matt.. It was a mistake, I know.. Me and Randy haven't did it since... just so you know.. I'm sorry, okay?" Adam nodded assent to what he was saying.
"Are you really sorry, or are you just saying that like you always just say whatever you can to get your way. You came to us as a lying, snivelling, shell of what you used to be. We tried our damnest to fix you and make you what you once were before you fucked Amy. We failed, I see. You fucking Randy inspite of Jeff proves it!" Matt's voice was no longer calm.
Adam swallowed. "What do you care, Matt? I told you, I don't love Jeff."
"That's a damn lie, Adam, and you fucking know it. He's laying in a hospital bed, crying his damn eyes out because of YOU. It killed me to see him come to me and tell me what you were doing with Orton. You saw him crying and you pushed him away." Matt glared, his eyes not leaving Adam for a second.
"That was your fault!" Adam shouted.
"You're weak! You fucked Amy because you were weak! You couldn't have Jeff, you couldn't have me, so you took her." The older Hardy snarled.
"You're full of shit, Matt. For one, I never wanted you.. and Jeff, was a big mistake. Look what it cost me."
"I already had your contract, Adam." Matt suddenly smirked sinisterly. "I was already planning on taking your ass. Jeff just beat me to it."
"It doesn't matter, Matt. You have Jeff, you and Jeff fit. Okay? It hurts but I admit it. I don't belong in the equation. I never have and I never will. Me taking Amy was a favor to you. It allowed you to grow the balls to be with Jeff. Amy was just holding you back from your true love." Adam motioned with his hand off in the distance to no object in particular as he stated his case.
Matt shrugged. "Maybe you're right. I was this close to dumping her for Jeff anyway."
Adam's jaw almost dropped. "Then why have you put me through hell for the past four fucking years?"
"Because you don't get it! Jeff.. Jeff loved you. I spent years ignoring it, trying to make him hate your guts. I see now that I failed miserably." Matt snapped.
Adam's teeth clinched. "You just hated that he wanted me?"
"When he saw you with Amy, it crushed him more than it did me. My rage to you wasn't directed at you taking Amy from me, it was at you for hurting the one person I loved most in this world." Matt retorted.
"You wouldn't have allowed us to be together anyhow." Adam pulled back and folded his arms, still glaring at his once friend.
Matt lowered his head, looking up at him with his eyes only. "I'm selfish, Adam. We all are... You were supposed to be my best friend. I trusted you with my life.. When you fucked Amy, you killed that trust. You killed a part of me. One mistake seems to lead to a hundred. Lies multiply till you can't control or stop them. We have all lied. To each other and to ourselves. I wanna begin the healing process. I'm starting with you."
Before Adam could respond Matt reach out and grabbed his hair, twisting his fingers around in his blonde locks.
Adam winced. "Ah, Matt. What the hell are you doing?"
"Jeff's closed for repairs. I'm so fucking horny I can't fucking stand it. I keep replaying our encounter in the hallway over and over. It took everything I had to keep from fucking you right then and there." Matt snarled.
"Oh, you love Jeff, but you're wanting to fuck me. You fucking hypocrite.. ow, ow.." Adam winced more as Matt yanked his hair harder, pulling him downward.
"To your knees, Adam.. You're gonna shut up and use that mouth of yours to make me happy.. You've been such a bad boy. It's time we make amends." Matt breathed deeply, already getting turned on by the thoughts of it.
"How the fuck is this .. ah.. making an amends?" Adam whimpered as he was forced all the way down.
"Because it will prove to me that you are truly sorry." Matt let go of Adam's hair long enough to work on his belt buckle.
Adam looked up and watched him as he got the button loose and the zipper down, folding the sides down and slipping jeans and boxers both down his hips a bit and out of the way. Adam kept his eyes trained on Matt's face, locking his eyes on his. He didn't bother to look at the darker haired man, not even with his cock hanging out.
"Oh, come on. I know you've always been a little curious about me." Matt smirked.
"That's a damned lie and you know it." Adam growled.
"That's right." Matt rolled his brown eyes. "It's Jeff you want."
Matt had redirected his gaze back to Adam as he took hold of himself, stroking his cock in his hand slowly. Feeling himself harden and stiffen at just the mere circumstance of it all. Adam glaring at him, never directing his green eyes to the older Hardy's dick as he continued to rub himself unabashedly in front of the blonde that was on his knees before him. Matt grunted, loving that it made Adam blink and drop his gaze a bit lower. Adam stared blankly at Matt's chest now. Not looking at him really. Just staring vacantly.
"We both love him, Adam and he loves us both. It's me and you who have the problem. We're the reason Jeff is miserable." Matt reasoned, panting.
"I don't love Jeff." Adam repeated for the hundreth time.
"Keep telling yourself that. Open." Matt instructed aiming his cock at Adam's face.
"No." Adam flinched back and looked away from him.
"Come on. I won't mind if you wanna pretend it's Jeff's.." Matt groaned, "Just don't scream out Randy's name. I will rebreak your neck."
Matt reach out to Adam, not bothered by the fact that Adam flinched a bit as he carded his fingers in the blonde's hair. The older Hardy still held to his thick cock with his right hand, stroking ever so softly every once in a while to keep its interest. He was hard enough now and desperately wanted Adam's lips.
"If.. I do this; will you let shit go?" Adam asked slowly, bringing his gaze back up to Matt's face.
Matt shrugged. "I dunno. Depends on how good you do it." He licked his lips. "Now, be a good little cockslut and suck me."
Adam blinked repeatedly, slowly lowering his eyes to Matt's cock as it was displayed in front of him. Watching Matt's fingers run up and then down the length. Adam wanted to swallow, but everytime he did that, someone would grab his face and tell him he wasn't allowed to swallow till he was told. Instead he took a deep breath, contemplating it as if he had a choice.
"Come on, you've did it before." Matt coaxed. Was he now trying a seduction techinque?
Adam breathed out slowly, opening his mouth a bit, closing his eyes as he neared himself to Matt's cock, taking the head in his mouth.
"Alright, that's good.. now close your lips... ah, perfect.." Matt panted as Adam did as he was told, molding his lips around the head of his enemy's cock. That bit of precum that he got in return didn't taste so bad. Matt moved his hand to the back of Adam's neck as a signal for him to move. Adam opened his mouth and pulled his head back a bit.
"Wh..what do you want me to do?" He was trying hard not to stutter. So far he was succeeding.
"Anything you want. Just don't bite me." Matt smiled.
Adam reclosed his eyes and took another deep breath, sucking Matt's cock head back into his mouth. The older Hardy moaned softly as he felt Adam's tongue massaging the underside of his dick.
"Fuck, yeah.. Shit, you're getting better at this shit.. Damn it, Copeland.. You must really love my brother to be doing this for me.. It's actually fucking sweet.. uhm.. Shit.." Matt taunted.
Adam slid his lips down further on the thick shaft, still licking the underside. He was hoping he could please Matt enough to get him off his case at least.
"Why won't you admit to me that you love Jeff? Are you afraid? Afraid.. I'll kill you...?" Matt grunted lowly. "Oh, fuck.. Shit.."
Matt arched up on his toes feeling Adam begin to suck. Adam whimpered a bit as he did so, letting loose with a string of whorish sounding moans and whines.
"Ohh, you sound like such a slut.. so slutty and pretty.. Such a pretty bitch.." Matt growled.
Both Hardys obviously thought he was a pretty bitch. Adam growled and took Matt as far as he'd go, gagging deliberately before swallowing hard. Both Matt's hands found their way to Adam's golden locks, tangling in it desperately. Fuck, Matt wanted to thrust and fuck Adam's throat for all the hell he was fucking worth.. But, he wanted Adam to do it on his own instead. It seemed dirtier that way.
"Come on, Copeland.. fuck.. fuck.. you're doing so good.. so damn good.."
Adam's tongue felt wonderful as it massaged the underside of his hard dick as he sucked. His lips sliding up and down the shaft and his throat contracting and relaxing as he swallowed and adjusted to take Matt's length as far as he'd go. Adam drug his lips almost all the way off, pausing at the head and using the tip of his tongue to lick across the slit, digging down inside a bit before swirling it around the swollen head again.
That whimpered whine he got from Matt was worth having his hair yanked out. Who knew the older Hardy could make that sound? Adam liked it. It wasn't that Matt was bad looking. Oh, no, not by a long shot. Matt had always been gorgeous. Both Hardy brothers were scorchingly hott. Matt with brooding darkness. That sinister dominance he possessed. So wonderfully frightening, sexy, hott and somewhat psychotic. Jeff with his innocence and sweetness.. and mild insanity. The perfect blend of deviance underlying in child-like wonderment. It wouldn't have been so bad to have both Hardys.. if they could've shared.. If Matt could set aside his eternal hatred he had for Edge and let shit go.. Yeah, fucking right.
"Uhm.. mhmm.. fuck.. fuck.. Oh, god, Adam... Adam.. Shit.. Harder.."
Adam blinked. Did Matt just shout out his name passionately? Not hatefully. Not in a rage. But because he was making Matt feel good? That concept was strange and new and was actually making Edge harder himself. Adam went back to sucking and bobbing his head, his plump lips sliding up and down Matt's cock.
"Ah, fuck.." Matt gasped, shocked at how vigorously Adam was sucking him.
"Mhm.." Adam moaned deliberately, inspite of their past disputes.
"Adam.. cuming... Oh, fuck.. I'm.." Matt whimpered as he came. It may not have qualified as a whimper because his voice was so deep... but, shit, it was damn close to it.
Adam swallowed him down, licking and sucking to get it all. Matt raked his fingers through Adam's hair, getting stiff again as Adam licked up the shaft and down the side then around the head, lapping up all the cum and swallowing it down. Matt watched as the blonde licked his lips. Adam gazed up at him, still being petted by the older Hardy. Adam could be his and Jeff's pet. Yes, that could work. Why not?
"Up, Adam.." Matt sighed, "To your feet." He commanded softly.
"I did what you wanted. I'd like to go now." Adam replied.
Matt growled before pulling Adam up to his feet. Before he could protest Matt wrapped his right arm around Adam's waist and jerked him close, smiling when he felt Adam's hardness press against him.
"Matt? What...?" Adam gasped as Matt squeeze him tighter.
"I want another threesome with you and Jeff.. when he's healed.." Matt admitted, breathing next to Adam's neck, "You know you liked watching me fuck him. You got hard, I know you did. I liked how you came in his mouth while I fucked him."
Adam whimpered. Fuck, that night was hott... until Matt took liberties.
"I want to watch Jeff fuck you.. so.. so bad." Matt grinned feeling Adam get harder. The older Hardy's voice sounded maliciously lustful.
Matt brought his left hand up to Adam's head, pulling and urging him down. Matt kissed the taller blonde softly, loving how Adam whimpered in his mouth. Adam already tasted sweet, and then there was still the taste of himself on Adam's lips and in his mouth. Matt pulled back, panting.
"I'd like to fuck him while he fucks you... I want him to fuck you while you suck me off.. You like that?" Matt pecked Adam again, and once more, sucking on his bottom lip. The same place he had once before bitten. Only this time sucking.
Matt pulled at Adam's head, bringing him down further, making him rest his head on his shoulder as Matt held to him. Adam's breathing was already hitched to match his arousal and his fear.
"Matty... please.." Adam whimpered as he felt Matt lift up his shirt. Matt's fingers brushed lightly across his bare back.
"Shhh.. Forget what I feel for you personally, Edge.. your ass is so hott.." Matt slid his hand down the back of Edge's jeans and underware, slithering fingers down his crack and between his cheeks.
Adam wiggled a bit, whining in angst. Adam's heart was racing as Matt's fingers lingered near his pucker. His head arguing with him. Voices mumbling incoherently and all at once. He was hard as fuck and in a small way enjoyed sucking the man who was his enemy off. This man had raped him. He shouldn't enjoy it. This man was the sole reason that Adam couldn't be with the love of his life.. But, he didn't really want to make him stop... Oh, man he was so fucked up he couldn't think straight. Much less know right from wrong.
'What about Jeff? I need to get over Jeff. Matt won't let us be happy. Matt's just gonna keep on using me like I'm a whore..'
"Ahh, shit.. shit.. shit.." Adam whimpered when Matt suddenly slid his middle finger deep inside of his asshole.
"Shhh.. You're doing so good.. You're so tight.." Matt held strong to him. His fingers tightening and relaxing in the back of Adam's hair.
"Ma..Matty.. please.. don't.." Adam's voice was a bit strained.
"I'm not gonna hurt you like last time.." Matt purred, "Oh, you'd feel so good on my dick..."
Matt turned his head and kissed the side of Adam's face as he slowly slid his pointer finger in to join the middle.
"Ohh.. oh.. hurts.. Matty.." Adam gasped.
"I like pretty sluts with pretty whines.." Matt smirked, kissing his cheek again.
Adam wriggled his hips. Squirming. It may have seemed he was trying to get away, but he actually wanted a bit more of Matt's probing fingers.. and something to do about his hard-on.
"You like that? Huh, bitch? You want me to finger you?" The older Hardy cooed.
"Do something, damn it." Adam snapped, crying out when Matt pulled his fingers out and shoved them back in hard.
Matt spread his fingers apart, stretching Adam a bit, fucking them in and out of Adam's tight opening. Matt was surprised when Adam's hands grabbed to the back of his shirt.
"You're a bad boy.. You think you're tough shit.. but, you're just a twitchy little boy in need of direction.. You're so hard, aren't ya? I can feel you through your jeans.. you want relief?" Matt softly taunted.
Adam shook his head, whining when Matt hit his prostate, massaging and rubbing at it deliberately. That made Adam writhe, wriggling his hips against Matt's and back into his hand.
"That's it.. my pretty little slut.. you like that.. Now, take off your pants and lay down on your back on the bed." Matt commanded.
"N..no.." Adam protested.
"Yes.. You want to, I know you do.. You want my dick in your tight ass.. I want to fuck you. So, give us both what we want." Matt panted.
Adam shook his head.
"Tell ya what; you do this... I'll loosen your leash. I'll make it to where you have more freedoms.."
Adam whimpered as Matt touched his prostate again and kissed the blonde's neck.
"Go lay down on your back, Adam." Matt retracted his hand and let go of Edge.
Adam sighed, looking back toward the bed, then back up at Matt and back to the floor again as he did as he was told. How the hell did he become obedient? Adam sat down, swinging his legs up onto the bed and laying back. Matt instantly grabbed at Adam's jeans, undoing the buckle and unfastening the button and zipper. Matt took hold of the sides and tugged them down, pulling shoes off as he got to the bottom, and shoving the clothes to the floor. Matt grabbed the lube out of his bag and sat down between Adam's legs. Adam stared blankly toward the ceiling, not hearing the sound of the lube being opened, or the sound it made as Matt squirted some out onto his fingers.
"Spread your legs, come on... I can see why Jeff likes you, you're sexy like this, y'know.." Matt mused, his eyes slowly trailing up Adam's body to his face.
"Hurry up, Hardy." Adam grumbled, biting on the side of his bottom lip.
"You need to stop being a bitch." Matt replied calmly, rubbing some of the lube over Adam's opening.
The blonde flinched, but ignored it. "Why? You took Jeff away from me."
"Thought you didn't love him?" Matt's eyes went back down to the task at hand.
Adam turned his head, gasping as Matt slid two fingers past his tight pucker.
"Are you bipolar?" Adam winced. "You raped the fuck outta me in an attempt to make me not want Jeff." He groaned louder as Matt began working on stretching him.
Matt nodded absentmindedly. "I'll admit Jeff admitting to loving you was a shock and it hurt. But.. I want Jeff happy.. You need to come visit him at the hospital."
Adam held his breath, shaking his head. "No. He's... we don't belong together."
Mat smirked. "No, you belong to me. I gave you to Jeff as a present. That you shall remain."
"I'm not a Hardy boy whore." Adam snapped, forgetting for a moment that Matt's fingers were shoved inside him.
"You like being our whore." Matt grinned maliciously as he removed his fingers.
Adam flushed. Okay, there was probably some truth to that in a sick demented way. Matt crawled up over top of the blonde Canadian, positioning himself at Adam's center. Adam cried out as Matt pushed the head of his cock inside of him. Matt shut him off with a kiss as he pushed on inside, releasing his hold on his cock as he was joined to Adam. The blonde didn't quite know what to think as he fisted the covers. Matt wasted no time as he started to thrust into Adam's for once willing body, setting a rough pace. Adam whimpered and moaned sweetly as Matt's lips went to his neck. It should hurt and it did some, but Adam was so horny he could barely tell the difference.
"Oh, fuck, Adam.. your ass feels so damn good.. Bet you wish it was Jeff, huh?" Matt taunted as he fucked him.
Adam shook his head.
"You love him, and yet he's in the hospital, crying because you don't have the balls to go see him... The balls to defy me.. You don't deserve him, Copeland.. You're a coward." Matt nipped at Adam's collarbone.
"Fuck you, Matt." Adam winced as teeth dug into his flesh, luckily not hard enough to draw blood.
"I am. I'm fucking your tight ass hard." Matt nipped at his neck. "Like I fuck Jeff.. Rough... Hard.."
"I don't love or want Jeff." Adam growled, feeling a spark of intense pleasure as Matt pricked his prostate.
"Ohh.." Matt groaned. "Pussy..."
"Fuck.. you." Adam whined, twisting the covers tighter in his fingers.
"You're going.. to.. see.. him." Matt pulled all the way out and plunged back in roughly.
Adam gasped. "No, wrong."
"You're gonna apologize for being a shit head.. Oh, god... oh, fuck.. fuck.. you're tight.."
"No.. please.. Just stop talking and fuck me if you're going to.."
"Admit it, Adam.." Matt growled.
"No."
"Yes." Matt shoved into him harder.
Adam whimpered in pain. "Ah, Matt.. Stop.."
"You're both miserable because you're being a selfish prick."
"I'd talk... uhmm.."
"At least I love and care about him enough to be by his side. He's tore his stitches out 3 times already throwing fits over you.." Matt pounded into him harder.
Adam about lost his breath, it was starting to hurt now. "Matty.. stop.. please.. Shit! I'll go.."
"And you'll.. ahh.. tell him how you feel?" Matt tugged at Adam's hair, keeping his head turned to him.
"No.. I can't.." He felt himself retearing a bit as Matt's cock stabbed in and out of him hard and deep.
"He loves you.. It's not a fucking act..."
"No.. Matty.. Oh, fuck.." Adam gasped, the last thrust taking his breath. He felt himself ripping, bleeding. "Matt.." There were tears sliding down Adam's face now.
"Tell me the truth, Adam." Matt demanded, lowering his head and opening his mouth in an attempt to bite.
"Okay.. okay.. I love Jeff, alright! Are you happy?" Adam took a deep breath, feeling slightly better for admitting it, and shittier at the same time.
The older Hardy grinned. "No."
Matt took Adam's cock in his hand, much to the blonde's surprise. Adam grunted, muttering a bunch of crumbled up words as Matt pumped his cock. Fuck, Matt's hand felt good.. no fucking wonder Jeff caved to hand jobs.
"You're so hard, Addy.. Come for me.." Matt purred.
Adam heard the same line in Jeff's sweet voice as well in his mind. Adam whimpered, holding his breath as he came. Matt let him go, enjoying how Adam moaned and trembled under his release. The older Hardy took hold of Adam's face, licking away tears, kissing and sucking gently on his neck and ear lobe as he came inside of him. Matt stopped, laying on top of Adam for a minute, panting. Adam swallowed, closing his eyes. Matt lifted up his head, studying the Canadian wrestler. His eyes were squinting even as they were closed. Matt traced his thumb over Adam's bottom lip, leaning down slowly. Closer.. sighing, and then turning his head as he pulled out.
Adam let out a small whimpered whine as he felt Matt slide out of him. He felt the bed dip as Matt raised up and sat on the side. The older Hardy stared at the door for a moment, running his fingers through his messed up hair. Edge opened his eyes after he felt Matt's weight leave the bed as he stood on up. Then he felt his jeans hit him in the face.
"Dress, now." Matt walked into the bathroom, leaving Adam even more perplexed about this fucked-up relationship than ever.
I shall not apologize for this :P Jeez, I couldn't even get Matt and Adam to stop arguing even as they fucked! Where was Randy? Hum? Well, I needed him gone and not watching Adam like a hawk, b/c I was bound and determined to have these two fuck. B/c seriously, I think that's the best therapy for them ;) But, hey, it wasn't really rape this time. Matt is also supposed to seem totally conflicted and bipolar in this story. Blame my bipolar Matt muse. He's taken over this one (rolls eyes)
I'm trying to put little things here and there for readers/reviewers to enjoy (reviews sometimes really help the writer). Randy getting hurt at Evil Matt's hands was for Dark Fae Angel. Adam holding Jeff? Was for the Adam/Jeff shipper who is writing this story (points at self) :P I'm selfish. I need a moment between them every now and then or I twitch. What? I'm one of the few writing that pair. I thought about that Adam should have been a little more concerned with Randy too in the last chp.. but.. Moving on; I don't think it's too big of a deal that Adam is a bottom here. Least not for me. I can write him both ways. I can write him both ways w/ Jeff and I love him anyway he's wrote w/ Jeff. So, I don't mind. I have rambled enuff!