Title: So, you want a little taste of the Enigma?
Author: NeroAnne
Disclaimer: I do not own Jeff Hardy. Nor do I own the other wrestlers that will appear here.
Summary: This is for all my awesome reviewers! Just pick a guy, any guy! This guy will be paired with Jeff Hardy in a collection of one-shots. Here are the rules. It will be hardcore. It will be Jeff on bottom. It will be yummy and It will be your choice. The first one happens to be my favorite pairing, Matt/Jeff. This is just something I wanted to do for fun, something that I know I'll be able to update everyday.
If you want to do something that goes your way, let me know. Ex: Setting, AU, cross-dress, plot, high-school or WWE, and rating. I'm open to EVERYTHING but, it HAS to be a GUY.
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London/Jeff/Kendrick
For: GPQ
"This is so abnormal."
"Vince should be fired for this."
"…I'm scared."
Matt, Chris, and Jay all stared at each other in the mirror, twitching.
"We shouldn't even have a day like this! Vince and his sick ideas! Look at me!" Chris tugged at the pale blue dress, wincing at the itchy feel. It had long slits running up the sides, and a dipped neckline. "I look like a jackass!"
Jay smirked playfully, "You've got the tummy for it," he patted his boyfriend's stomach, giggling when he pouted. Jay was wearing a dark green dress, stopping at his knees. It was decorated lightly with green leaves.
Matt sighed, "You've both got bodies for it. I'm a hundred percent guy." And it was true. Matt looked gorgeous in anything…just not a dress. The red color was too dark for his skin, and the length of it did nothing to help. The poor guy would probably trip over his own two feet all night long.
Matt smiled, "Wait till you guys see-"
"Matt…?"
Matt looked behind him, he smirked, "You look nice."
"Oh, fuck you," his boyfriend sniffed. Adam's long blonde hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, the goldish dress not a bad look on him. He nervously bit his nails. "How long do we wear these?"
"Has Vince seen you yet?" Jay asked, turning around, staring at his ass in the mirror's reflection.
Adam shook his head, "He was approving Kendrick when I got here."
"I saw Brian," Chris murmured, "That's an interesting dress he's got on."
"What's it look like?" Jay asked.
"It's white, with black trimming and three slashes in the back…kinda like that sick jacket he wears to the ring."
"You think my jacket is sick?"
All for turned around the see Brian, grinning playfully.
"Are you actually comfortable in that?" Matt asked, noticing the way Brian seemed completey at ease to wear such a thing.
Brian winked, "I've put on dresses for Paul before. We plan on adding Jeffy to the fun."
Matt smiled, looking behind Brian's shoulder, "You don't have to wait long."
Once again, they turned, eyes widening in surprise.
"Who's that?" Jay whispered.
"She a new diva?" Chris asked Matt, who snickered.
Green eyes narrowed in annoyance.
Adam smirked, "Hey, Matt, I don't think I'm gay anymore." His eyes scanned up the gorgeous long legs.
"No, you're even gayer than you think," Matt said smirking, "That's Jeff."
"Jeff?!"
"Yup, it's me!" There was no mistaking that sweet southern drawl.
Brian swallowed, "Wow, Jeff…you look amazing."
Everyone agreed, still too stunned to say anything.
Jeff grinned, doing a little twirl, "Trishy helped me pick it out." The material of the dress was silk, a purple so dark that it was almost black. The top was shaped like a corset, hugging his torso and chest. It flowed down to its skirt, ruffling slightly at the edges and stopping at his thighs. His hair was tied into two pigtails, streaked with purple.
Brian grinned, wrapping his arms around Jeff's waist, "Paul is gonna be happy."
Matt sighed, "Take it easy on him," he murmured to the younger male. He groaned, scratching his arms, "Can we take these things off now?!"
Jeff poked Brian on the shoulder, "I find it to be too big of a coincidence that neither of us had a match…"
Brian rolled his eyes, "I didn't plan it. It…just happened," he grinned.
Jeff nodded, absently swinging his leg over the other. "Paul knows which hotel?"
"Please, he's probably there and naked already," Brian muttered, parking the car in the reserved parking.
Jeff giggled, moving out of the car.
Brain moved his arm to wrap around Jeff's waist, and they headed into the hotel, receiving many odd looks as they went.
-Room 246-
Paul sighed, sweeping his hair behind him ear, "I can't believe I'm actually doing this…"
He tugged at the tight material, twitching. "Fuck, girls have like, some type of book on this or something…" he zipped up the zipper, glancing at himself in the mirror. He blinked, "Huh…not bad." The white dress was striped with blue, making a nice mix.
He heard voices near the door, and he turned, watching his partners walk in. He whistled, "Wow."
Jeff blinked before grinning, "Too tempting?" he smiled, "You look very nice."
"And you look gorgeous," Paul kissed his lips lightly, before kissing Brian, "You look nice too."
Brian chuckled, "Why thank you, my dear."
Jeff sighed, "I'm so tired…and I didn't even do anything."
Paul glanced down, "It's probably the heels. Here, sit down."
Jeff sat on the bed, pushing his bangs away from his face. He looked down, giggling when Paul removed his left heeled-boot. "You don't have to," he was cut short by a kiss on the lips from Brian.
Paul chuckled, slipping off the remained heel. "In the dresses?" he asked Brian, petting his hair.
Brian made an incoherent sound, his response muffled by Jeff's lips. He moaned, feeling Jeff slide his tongue inside his mouth. He responded in kind, moving his arms around Jeff's waist, holding him tightly.
"In the dresses it is, then," Paul murmured. He shoved Jeff onto Brian, moving them at a good position. He scanned them, nodding in appreciating. Jeff's back was resting on Brian's chest, both still kissing passionately, Jeff having to crane his neck back so as not to interrupt the kiss.
Paul moved the dress up to Jeff's hips. He growled, "You wore that there?!"
Jeff whined, "Trish made me put it on," he kissed Brian's cheeks, and nose.
Brian glanced down, seeing Paul remove the black thong from Jeff's lower half. "I don't think you should shop with Trish anymore…"
"Although…" Paul murmured. He grabbed Jeff's wrists, tying them together with the thong. "They're useful," he said cheekily.
Jeff flushed, "Why am I always the one getting strapped? Brian is kinkier than I am!" he pouted.
Brian cackled, "You're too girly looking to be dominant."
Jeff squeaked, feeling his dress push up to his waist. He shuddered, feeling Paul's finger at his opening, "Oh, god…"
Paul pushed his finger in, moving it gently. "Are you still sore?"
"When am I not?" Jeff murmured, smiling, "It'll be fine, push in."
Paul shook his head, "Brian first."
Brian shrugged, "Kay," he moved his own dress up, pulling down his underwear. He maneuvered Jeff around a bit, before pushing himself inside the tight wet, heat. He groaned, his eyes closing. He rested his head on Jeff's shoulder, kissing the tattoos on his neck, hearing him whine.
"Ah," Jeff hissed, sucking in air through clenched teeth, "Oh, yes," he moaned. He wearily opened his eyes, feeling Paul stroke his inner thighs. "Just go," he whispered.
Paul bit his bottom lip, before pushing inside, his cock sliding against Brian's causing them both to moan weakly. Paul gently lowered his head, kissing Jeff's neck, lapping at it gently.
Jeff sighed softly, his head leaning against Brian's chest, "Can we move?" he asked softly.
Brian smirked, "I dunno, can we?"
Jeff whined, "Brian," he whined, "Will we move?"
"Yes, yes we will," Brian thrust his hips up gently, giggling when Paul groaned. "What's this? Usually I'm the first to do it, and now you moan first? Are you going girly on us, Pauly?"
Paul grunted, "Just wait."
Jeff pouted. 'They don't even care that I'm usually the last to moan…little bastards!' Smirking, he purposefully tightened, giggling loudly when both Paul and Brian let out weak groans.
"Can we move, now?" Jeff asked, still giggling.
Paul grit his teeth, "Jeffy…" he pulled out, pushing back in hard. He closed his eyes, hearing Jeff and Brian cry out at the same time. "Who's the real man with the plan?"
Jeff swallowed a laugh, hearing Brian growl.
"Fuck you, Paul. Keep fucking us." Brian murmured.
"As you wish," Paul teased. He grabbed Jeff's legs, moving harder and faster. He groaned, staring down at his pretty boyfriends as he moved.
Brian thrust up into Jeff, panting and sighing at the warm heat, "Fuck, Jeffy, so tight…"
Jeff moaned, moving his hips in his little dance, "Oh, fuck…so damn good!"
They both thrust at the same time, causing Jeff to wail loudly, cumming on the inside of his dress. 'Trish is going to kill me…'
Paul gritted his teeth, hissing as Jeff tightened tremendously around them. He heard Brian cry out before he felt the rush of cum on his cock. Breathing hard, he thrust in a couple of more times before cumming also.
They all panted, staring at each other.
"…This is the fifth dress I came in…Trish isn't going to help me pick out another one. What do I do for next month?"
Brian smirked, "Go naked."
"No!" his partners yelled.
This was pretty fun to do. XD! My sissy told me that her boss makes them do this once a month for a couple of cheap laughs. Guys wears dressed, girls wear men suits, XD! Sounds fun! And hey, Queenie wanted them in dresses anyway, XD!
Anyway…
Next: Kane/Jeff for: my sweets, Renna33.