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.

ZZZZZ

Kane/Jeff

For: Renna33

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Jeff grinned, rubbing his neck as he walked backstage. He felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned, smiling as he stared into Phil's shinning eyes.

"Congrats, man," Phil pulled Jeff into a hug, causing the other male to chuckle. "That was a damn good few minutes you had with Rey. You two should wrestle against each other more often."

"Don't I know it…he came so close to beating me…but then," he grinned, his lovely green eyes twinkling with mischief, "I pinned him."

Phil smirked, shouldering his briefcase, "You're a lucky one, alright. Wanna celebrate later on?" he asked, a light color stinging his cheeks.

Jeff blinked, his head tilting to the side. "With the guys, you mean?"

Phil shook his head, "Not really…just you and I…" he looked away, shaking his free hand.

Jeff flushed. Matty had been telling him for a day now that Phil liked him…was it true?

"You mean…like, a date?" Jeff asked, staring at his shoes. 'No wonder they were so loose in the ring…these are Matt's!'

Phil nodded, "Yeah…just like a da-" he stopped, staring a few ways behind Jeff. His eyes suddenly narrowed, his left fist clenching.

Raising a brow, Jeff turned. His eyes widened. Oh fuck.

Kane glared down at Jeff before moving burning eyes to Phil, "Leave."

Phil opened his mouth to protest but was stopped by Jeff.

"No, it's fine," Jeff whispered gently, "I'll talk to you later, kay?" His eyes were soft, hoping for Phil to understand.

Phil frowned. No doubt Kane wanted revenge for Jeff putting him down in the match…Jeff shouldn't be left alone with the guy.

"Please, Phil, I'll be fine," Jeff said again, smiling gently.

Phil sighed, "Alright…call me later," he murmured, keeping an eye of Kane. He turned, heading towards the locker room.

Jeff watched him go before he turned his eyes up to Kane, who was still scowling. "What?"

Kane seethed, "What? You cost me the damn match, that's what!"

Jeff rolled his eyes, "I'm not the on who pinned you," he pointed out.

"But you did the damage," Kane hissed.

"Every man for his damn self," Jeff hissed back, "What did you want me to do? Let you win? Fat chance."

"I want revenge," Kane growled, forcing the younger man to the wall. He grabbed his arms hard, forcing them up against the wall.

Jeff shifted, "A match? You want a match for revenge then?"

Kane smirked. He moved his face closer to Jeff's who flinched, "No. Not a match."

"So…what?" Jeff tried pulling his arms free. No such luck.

"Just close your eyes." Kane murmured.

Jeff blinked, "What?"

"Close…" Kane manacled on of his hand to hold Jeff's wrists and used the other to cover Jeff's eyes, "Your…" he slowly clenched his fists, moving it away from Jeff's face, "Eyes." He swung his closed fist forewords, catching Jeff in the jaw.

Jeff let out a pained moan, his eyes shutting. He felt weak…

Kane caught the smaller man as he stumbled, smirking.

"Thank you."

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He was jerked awake by the sound of the door shutting. He looked around, dazed and confused. "Where…am I?" he whispered.

"Somewhere," the cold voice from nowhere caused Jeff to shiver. "Somewhere no one will find you."

"You're going to kill me?" Jeff asked, his voice high, "Because I cost you the match?!"

Kane rolled his eyes. "No, you dumb bitch."

Jeff's eyes narrowed, "Don't call me that," he hissed angrily. He moved to stand up but ended up falling face-first on the floor. He grunted, rolling onto his side to look at legs.

His mind was in turmoil, did Kane freaking tie him up?

No…he tripped…over his shoe string.

He flushed, hearing Kane's deep chuckle. "Oh, hush," he grumbled, bringing his knee up to his chest. He tied his shoe, staring up at Kane. "Okay, so, what are you going to do to me?" He stood, staring up into the mis-matched eyes of Kane.

Kane shook his head. "Why don't I just show you?"

Jeff shrugged, "Sure."

He expected to get beat up some more…he expected to be choked or strangled. He did not expect to have his lips caught in a rough kiss.

Jeff flailed his arms around, surprised. He whined, feeling Kane crush their lips together harder. He breathed through his nose, trying to get some air into his lungs. He felt the bigger man's tongue lap at his lips and his eyelid fluttered, slowly opening his lips.

He moved his hands to Kane's bare chest, spreading his palms on the smooth surface. He accepted the warm tongue into his mouth, moaning in the back of his throat as Kane's tongue stroked his.

Kane growled, grabbing Jeff's hips. He picked him up easily, moving towards the bed. Once his knees hit the edge, he fell forewords, Jeff underneath him. Both men grunted at the impact, but didn't break the kiss.

Jeff raised his hips, wrapping his arms around Kane's shoulders, he forced his own tongue into Kane's mouth, their tongues dueling. He let out a whine when the kiss was suddenly broken.

"Shh," Kane murmured, "lift your hips."

Jeff did so, wetting his lips, "What for?"

Kane didn't answer. He pulled Jeff's pants down his hips, bringing the underwear down with it. He pulled off his own pants soon after. Grabbing one of Jeff's knees, he moved it up to his chest, exposing his little pucker perfectly.

Jeff tilted his head back, moaning loudly as Kane's hard dick poked at his entrance, "Oh, god," Jeff groaned loudly, "Fuck, just do it…"

Kane chuckled darkly, moving his hips only a little, his cock-head slipping inside Jeff. Only his cock-head.

Jeff whined, wrapping his free leg around Kane's waist, "Please! I can't stand it!" he was so damn hard and his ass was just begging for that huge cock.

"You sure you don't want to call Punk and let him finish you off?" Kane growled, moving his hips harder. An inch went inside…

Jeff sneered, "Jealous? Do you think Phil will make me scream more than you will?"

"You fucking wish." Kane forced himself inside that tight heat, groaning loudly as he did so. The extremely tight entrance only meant one thing…the "Slut" of the men's locker room was actually a virgin…

Jeff let out a high shriek, the cry bouncing off the walls. He cursed loudly, banging his fists against the bed, "Oh, fuck yes!" He moaned, pushing his hips up.

Kane hissed, slapping his palm on Jeff's thigh, "Stay still."

"Hell no," Jeff hissed back. He pressed his foot on Kane's chest before turning them over, him on top. He sighed, sliding down that thick cock. "Oh, fucking god, so good!"

Kane grabbed Jeff's hips, keeping him still. He pushed up, watching his angry red cock slide in and out of Jeff's tight hole. "So fucking tight," he growled.

Jeff responded by clenching his legs, tightening around him. He snickered, getting a little whine out of the older male. "Like that?" he whispered hotly, moving up and down on the hard prick.

Kane groaned in reply, letting Jeff have his fun. He moved his hand to Jeff's own cock, squeezing it roughly.

Jeff whimpered, "Owe, too hard," he murmured, but kept bouncing up and down on Kane.

"Too bad," Kane replied, moving his hips up hard, watching Jeff bounce on him.

Jeff let out a low groan, spilling his seed all over Kane's hand.

Kane thrusted a bit more times. He groaned, grabbing his cock. "Get…off," he whispered, sweat running down his chest.

Jeff gave him a confused look, but did so. He let out a low gasp when his hair was grabbed.

Kane sat up a bit, jerking his red cock. After a harsh thrust, he came, the pearly white substance shooting onto Jeff's face and hair.

Jeff licked his lips, tasting the cum on them. He brought a hand up wiping some of the cum off his cheek, he glared up at Kane. "What did you want to do? Blind me?"

"Would have made for a decent revenge." Kane murmured in reply. He chuckled, watching Jeff's cum-stain face redden.

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How's that for revenge? XD!

Next up: Taker/Jeff/Kane for Calleigh Crocker