Title: Together Again
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: Lacy Lynn Hardy, Matt and Jeff Hardy, Mark Callaway
Other characters: Glenn Jacobs, Amy Dumas, and others.
Brief Description: Lacy Lynn's mother and father get a divorce and she's separated from her brothers. What happens when she meets up with them several years later?
"Did you have to emphasize the age?" Mark asked. "I told you, you don't look a day over twenty five." I replied. "Bullshit." Mark said. "He don't look a day over fifty, you mean." Matt joked. "Fifty, huh? If you wanna keep those impish looking legs of yours, you'll keep your mouth shut about my age." Mark said. "My legs are not impish looking." Matt countered. "Stubby?" Jeff asked. "Hey, we're brothers. If my legs are stubby, so the hell are yours." Matt said. "I have sexy legs." Jeff said. "In your dreams." Glenn commented. "You're just jealous because all the ladies love the Hardy boys." Jeff countered. "I'll have you know that many of those ladies love Kane twice as much." Glenn commented. "How come you're the only one without a girlfriend?" Matt asked. "Because I do not want to date a wrestler." Glenn stated. "Why not?" Jeff asked. "I'm the domineering type. I can't have my woman walking around with muscles bigger than mine." He replied. Everyone laughed as they walked into the corner bar.
"Okay, Bud for me." Jeff said. "Same for me." Matt added. "I'm getting a bottle of whiskey." I said. "A bottle?" Mark asked. "Yep." I said, laughing. "Oh boy, she's going straight for the kill." Glenn said. "This should be interesting." Mark replied. I bought a bottle of whiskey and sat down at the table with them. "You're not going to drink that straight are you?" Jeff asked. I popped the cork and poured the whiskey down my throat, ignoring the burning sensation. "Damn." Matt said. "You gonna drink that whole bottle, babe?" Mark asked. "Why, you want some?" I asked. "Yeah, gimme some." He said, taking the bottle from me. He followed my example and drank it straight from the bottle. Then he handed it to Glenn. "You guys are gonna be loaded if you keep drinking like that." Matt commented. "Ain't nothing wrong with that." Glenn commented. "I can see there being a shitload of problems tonight." Jeff commented.
An hour later, we'd finished off the bottle of whiskey and were starting on our second. "I'm gonna rent a room tonight." Mark said. "You don't have to do that." I said. "Yeah I do." He replied. "What the hell for?" Matt asked. "You don't wanna know." Mark replied. "You're right, I don't and you'd better." Matt said. "Oh, you want a little of this, huh?" I asked, sliding my hand up his leg. "Hey, you wanna do that shit, go somewhere else." Matt said. "I'm fine right here." Mark said, pulling my hand away from him. I slid my hand up his leg again and watched him squirm. "You sure?" Glenn asked, smirking at his brother. "Girl, cut that shit out." He said, pushing my hand away again. "I've already heard more than I want to." Jeff commented. "The lushes are ready to get it on right here in the bar." Glenn said. "Nah, we're gonna get outta here." Mark said, pulling me to my feet.
"See you later." I called, as we walked out of the bar. We caught a cab to a nearby hotel and were lucky enough to get a room. When we got up there, Mark wasted no time in tearing my clothes off. "You like messing with me in public places. Now you're gonna pay for it." He said, dragging me into the bedroom. He shoved me down on the bed and stood there smirking at me, until I pulled him on top of me and kissed him. Slowly, he worked his way down the length of my naked form, teasing me, until I couldn't take it anymore.
"Never mess around in public." He said, as he entered me. We spent the rest of the night, caught up in the passion we felt for one another, until we finally passed out in the early morning hours. When I woke up, I had a major headache. I groaned loudly, waking him up. "You alright?" He asked. "Headache." I whispered. He started to massage my temples until my headache had disappeared. "Thank you." I said, smiling at him. "Let's get dressed and get outta here." He said.
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: Lacy Lynn Hardy, Matt and Jeff Hardy, Mark Callaway
Other characters: Glenn Jacobs, Amy Dumas, and others.
Brief Description: Lacy Lynn's mother and father get a divorce and she's separated from her brothers. What happens when she meets up with them several years later?
"Did you have to emphasize the age?" Mark asked. "I told you, you don't look a day over twenty five." I replied. "Bullshit." Mark said. "He don't look a day over fifty, you mean." Matt joked. "Fifty, huh? If you wanna keep those impish looking legs of yours, you'll keep your mouth shut about my age." Mark said. "My legs are not impish looking." Matt countered. "Stubby?" Jeff asked. "Hey, we're brothers. If my legs are stubby, so the hell are yours." Matt said. "I have sexy legs." Jeff said. "In your dreams." Glenn commented. "You're just jealous because all the ladies love the Hardy boys." Jeff countered. "I'll have you know that many of those ladies love Kane twice as much." Glenn commented. "How come you're the only one without a girlfriend?" Matt asked. "Because I do not want to date a wrestler." Glenn stated. "Why not?" Jeff asked. "I'm the domineering type. I can't have my woman walking around with muscles bigger than mine." He replied. Everyone laughed as they walked into the corner bar.
"Okay, Bud for me." Jeff said. "Same for me." Matt added. "I'm getting a bottle of whiskey." I said. "A bottle?" Mark asked. "Yep." I said, laughing. "Oh boy, she's going straight for the kill." Glenn said. "This should be interesting." Mark replied. I bought a bottle of whiskey and sat down at the table with them. "You're not going to drink that straight are you?" Jeff asked. I popped the cork and poured the whiskey down my throat, ignoring the burning sensation. "Damn." Matt said. "You gonna drink that whole bottle, babe?" Mark asked. "Why, you want some?" I asked. "Yeah, gimme some." He said, taking the bottle from me. He followed my example and drank it straight from the bottle. Then he handed it to Glenn. "You guys are gonna be loaded if you keep drinking like that." Matt commented. "Ain't nothing wrong with that." Glenn commented. "I can see there being a shitload of problems tonight." Jeff commented.
An hour later, we'd finished off the bottle of whiskey and were starting on our second. "I'm gonna rent a room tonight." Mark said. "You don't have to do that." I said. "Yeah I do." He replied. "What the hell for?" Matt asked. "You don't wanna know." Mark replied. "You're right, I don't and you'd better." Matt said. "Oh, you want a little of this, huh?" I asked, sliding my hand up his leg. "Hey, you wanna do that shit, go somewhere else." Matt said. "I'm fine right here." Mark said, pulling my hand away from him. I slid my hand up his leg again and watched him squirm. "You sure?" Glenn asked, smirking at his brother. "Girl, cut that shit out." He said, pushing my hand away again. "I've already heard more than I want to." Jeff commented. "The lushes are ready to get it on right here in the bar." Glenn said. "Nah, we're gonna get outta here." Mark said, pulling me to my feet.
"See you later." I called, as we walked out of the bar. We caught a cab to a nearby hotel and were lucky enough to get a room. When we got up there, Mark wasted no time in tearing my clothes off. "You like messing with me in public places. Now you're gonna pay for it." He said, dragging me into the bedroom. He shoved me down on the bed and stood there smirking at me, until I pulled him on top of me and kissed him. Slowly, he worked his way down the length of my naked form, teasing me, until I couldn't take it anymore.
"Never mess around in public." He said, as he entered me. We spent the rest of the night, caught up in the passion we felt for one another, until we finally passed out in the early morning hours. When I woke up, I had a major headache. I groaned loudly, waking him up. "You alright?" He asked. "Headache." I whispered. He started to massage my temples until my headache had disappeared. "Thank you." I said, smiling at him. "Let's get dressed and get outta here." He said.