TITLE: Best Kept Secrets.
AUTHOR: Cathie McMath.
EMAIL: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au
RATING: I'm going to bump it up to PG-15. Just because I felt like it.
CONTENT: Slight swearing, and the usual violence one comes to expect in WWE fics. Also some sexual references abound.
SUMMARY: Lita falls in love with a guy her big brother can't stand, and another cunning diva is out to cause trouble.. Jeff/Lita pairing. Trish, Kurt, Christian and more.
DISCLAIMER: Still not Vince McMahon. Still owning nothing. Still very, very jealous.
DISTRIBUTION: Just email me first and let me know if you want it.
FEEDBACK: Always welcome. Please let me know how I did. I appreciate any feedback at all!
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Lita stood in the cold hotel bathroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror that hung on the wall over the sink. Her hazel eyes were dull and clouded, her red hair was falling freely, curtaining her pale face. As she studied herself in the mirror, Lita felt hot tears spring to her eyes.
She did not want to do this.
"Oh Lita... sweet thang, I'm waiting for ya!"
The sound of Test's booming voice carried through the bathroom door, and Lita felt her stomach roll inside of her. She wiped at her tears with her palms, breathing in deeply and trying to calm herself. "I'll be there soon!", she called back to him.
Pushing her hair behind her ears, Lita wiped away the last of her tears before turning on the cold water. Cupping her hands, she splashed the water onto her face. She grabbed the towel on the rack beside her and patted her face dry, then placed the towel back where it belonged. She took one last glance at herself in the mirror, recognising how miserable she looked, before opening the bathroom door.
The redheaded diva paused in the bathroom doorway, her gaze falling on Test. The tall blonde man was lying on the hotel bed, above the covers, wearing only a pair of dark blue boxer shorts. His arms were folded behind his head, and a smug smirk was playing on his lips. Lita watched as he leered at her from underneath his eyelashes, looking her up and down appreciatively.
"You look good enough to eat, sugar lips."
Stepping towards the bed, Lita crossed her arms over her chest. She was dressed in only a white, lacy bra and matching panties. Ducking her head, she exhaled sharply. "In case you forgot, Test, or Trish didn't even tell you... nothing actually has to happen here." Lita hesitantly climbed into the bed beside him. "It just has to look like something is happening."
Test rolled over onto his side, facing Lita with a grin on his face. "Well, what better way to make it look real than to actually do the real thing?" He chuckled softly, tracing small circles on Lita's shoulder with his fingers.
"Can you just shut up, please?" Closing her eyes tightly, Lita couldn't keep the aggravation and disgust out of her voice.
Shrugging, Test moved again so that he was lying on his back once more. "Hey, I don't have to say a word, if you don't want me to..."
"Thank you."
"... All I have to do is this."
Suddenly, Test was ontop of Lita, his hands travelling over her body and his lips pressed firmly against her own. She threw her hands against his bare chest, pushing him away as much as she could. She managed to pull away from the kiss, and frowned as she looked up at him. "What the hell do you think you're doing?! Get off me!"
The canadian rolled his eyes as he moved off Lita, back onto his side of the bed. "I was just trying to get this party started."
Wiping her lips, Lita glared at the man beside her. "Maybe you didn't hear me before. This party won't ever get started, okay? You're here for one reason, and for one reason only - to make it look like I'm doing something Jeff would never forgive me for. Did you hear that? To make it LOOK like. Get that through your thick skull already!"
After Lita's outburst, a silence fell upon the room. Only the shuffling of sheets was heard between the two before Test spoke up again. "You think Hardy will actually leave you once he sees us here?"
Lita kept her eyes focused intently on the ceiling as she nodded. "I think he'll leave me, and hate me, and never talk to me again." She closed her eyes as she swallowed the tears that she felt rising within her. "I think Trish thought of the perfect plan to make Jeff despise me."
"Lita, I -"
"Test, I really don't feel like talking about it." She cleared her throat, avoiding eye contact with the tall man. "Can we please just get ready and all set up... I'm not sure what time Jeff will be back so I'd really just like to get this over and done with...."
Smirking once again, Test rose an eyebrow at the redhead. "Hey, if you're that eager to see me naked, all you had to do was say so."
"Shut up." She quickly glanced over, looking pointedly at his boxer shorts. "Besides, once you get under the covers you'll look naked enough. You don't need to take those off."
"Spoil sport."
"And I swear to God, if you so much as TRY to steal a little look-see once I've taken my bra off... I'll rip your eyes out of your sockets."
Test chuckled softly, pulling the bed covers over his body. "Don't be so uptight, Lita. There's no need to get your panties in a knot." From the corner of his eye, he could see Lita moving beside him, and then climbing underneath the covers as well.
She let out a deep sigh. "I'm just going to go to sleep now." She looked over at Test. "Wake me up if you hear Jeff coming in. I might just be making it harder for myself, but I want to be awake when he gets here."
Nodding slightly, Test shifted over closer towards Lita, moving closer and closer until she could feel his bare legs touching hers.
"What are -"
"Jeff's a smart guy. You know that, and I know that." Test furrowed his brow ever so slightly as he ran his fingers through Lita's hair that lay fanned out on the pillow. "Do you really think he'll buy anything happened between us if we're lying ten miles apart from each other?"
Rubbing her eyes tiredly, Lita sighed once more. "You're right... okay. Whatever. I'd just really like to go to sleep."
She closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep with Test lying beside her.
***
Lita moaned involuntarily as she felt Jeff's hot, moist lips on her neck, his tongue flicking against her delicate skin. She felt his hands gripping her hips tightly, his own hardness pressing against her and making her burn for him.
Then she felt his hands travel over his body, caressing her stomach before thrillingly dancing over her bare skin to find the swell of her breasts. Lita arched her back, pressing into him as much as she could.
"Jeff..." She whimpered softly, and opened her eyes lazily. Suddenly, her eyes flew wide open as she was immediatly jolted awake.
"Hey baby, you can call me whatever the hell you want." Test licked at her neck, before locking eyes with her. "I'm enjoying myself way too much to give a damn."
Sucking in a sharp breath of air, Lita tried to roll out from underneath the man. It was a worthless try. Test had carefully pinned her legs under his own, and was holding her hips down firmly. She tried pushing him away, only to find the blonde canadian snaking an arm around her, and pushing their bodies even closer together.
He leant down, his lips centimetres from her ear. "I should let you know, the more you struggle, the more it just makes me want you." He blew a breath of warm air into her ear, causing Lita to shiver against her own will.
"Test, please, just get off me." Her voice was tired, and dejected.
He smirked as he ran his hands down the sides of her body, trailing his fingers along the soft skin. "Oh, but you were enjoying it so much before. I don't think you really want me to stop."
"I do. I want you to stop. Just please get o-"
Before she could finish, Test caught her lips with his own, cupping her face securely with his hands. He ran his tongue against her lips, the kiss hard and strong. Lita felt as though her lips were being bruised by the force of his kiss.
It was then that she heard it. And she knew Test had heard it too.
The sound of the hotel room door opening.
Test quickly broke the kiss, and turned his head towards the door, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
"Hey Hardy."
AUTHOR: Cathie McMath.
EMAIL: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au
RATING: I'm going to bump it up to PG-15. Just because I felt like it.
CONTENT: Slight swearing, and the usual violence one comes to expect in WWE fics. Also some sexual references abound.
SUMMARY: Lita falls in love with a guy her big brother can't stand, and another cunning diva is out to cause trouble.. Jeff/Lita pairing. Trish, Kurt, Christian and more.
DISCLAIMER: Still not Vince McMahon. Still owning nothing. Still very, very jealous.
DISTRIBUTION: Just email me first and let me know if you want it.
FEEDBACK: Always welcome. Please let me know how I did. I appreciate any feedback at all!
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Lita stood in the cold hotel bathroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror that hung on the wall over the sink. Her hazel eyes were dull and clouded, her red hair was falling freely, curtaining her pale face. As she studied herself in the mirror, Lita felt hot tears spring to her eyes.
She did not want to do this.
"Oh Lita... sweet thang, I'm waiting for ya!"
The sound of Test's booming voice carried through the bathroom door, and Lita felt her stomach roll inside of her. She wiped at her tears with her palms, breathing in deeply and trying to calm herself. "I'll be there soon!", she called back to him.
Pushing her hair behind her ears, Lita wiped away the last of her tears before turning on the cold water. Cupping her hands, she splashed the water onto her face. She grabbed the towel on the rack beside her and patted her face dry, then placed the towel back where it belonged. She took one last glance at herself in the mirror, recognising how miserable she looked, before opening the bathroom door.
The redheaded diva paused in the bathroom doorway, her gaze falling on Test. The tall blonde man was lying on the hotel bed, above the covers, wearing only a pair of dark blue boxer shorts. His arms were folded behind his head, and a smug smirk was playing on his lips. Lita watched as he leered at her from underneath his eyelashes, looking her up and down appreciatively.
"You look good enough to eat, sugar lips."
Stepping towards the bed, Lita crossed her arms over her chest. She was dressed in only a white, lacy bra and matching panties. Ducking her head, she exhaled sharply. "In case you forgot, Test, or Trish didn't even tell you... nothing actually has to happen here." Lita hesitantly climbed into the bed beside him. "It just has to look like something is happening."
Test rolled over onto his side, facing Lita with a grin on his face. "Well, what better way to make it look real than to actually do the real thing?" He chuckled softly, tracing small circles on Lita's shoulder with his fingers.
"Can you just shut up, please?" Closing her eyes tightly, Lita couldn't keep the aggravation and disgust out of her voice.
Shrugging, Test moved again so that he was lying on his back once more. "Hey, I don't have to say a word, if you don't want me to..."
"Thank you."
"... All I have to do is this."
Suddenly, Test was ontop of Lita, his hands travelling over her body and his lips pressed firmly against her own. She threw her hands against his bare chest, pushing him away as much as she could. She managed to pull away from the kiss, and frowned as she looked up at him. "What the hell do you think you're doing?! Get off me!"
The canadian rolled his eyes as he moved off Lita, back onto his side of the bed. "I was just trying to get this party started."
Wiping her lips, Lita glared at the man beside her. "Maybe you didn't hear me before. This party won't ever get started, okay? You're here for one reason, and for one reason only - to make it look like I'm doing something Jeff would never forgive me for. Did you hear that? To make it LOOK like. Get that through your thick skull already!"
After Lita's outburst, a silence fell upon the room. Only the shuffling of sheets was heard between the two before Test spoke up again. "You think Hardy will actually leave you once he sees us here?"
Lita kept her eyes focused intently on the ceiling as she nodded. "I think he'll leave me, and hate me, and never talk to me again." She closed her eyes as she swallowed the tears that she felt rising within her. "I think Trish thought of the perfect plan to make Jeff despise me."
"Lita, I -"
"Test, I really don't feel like talking about it." She cleared her throat, avoiding eye contact with the tall man. "Can we please just get ready and all set up... I'm not sure what time Jeff will be back so I'd really just like to get this over and done with...."
Smirking once again, Test rose an eyebrow at the redhead. "Hey, if you're that eager to see me naked, all you had to do was say so."
"Shut up." She quickly glanced over, looking pointedly at his boxer shorts. "Besides, once you get under the covers you'll look naked enough. You don't need to take those off."
"Spoil sport."
"And I swear to God, if you so much as TRY to steal a little look-see once I've taken my bra off... I'll rip your eyes out of your sockets."
Test chuckled softly, pulling the bed covers over his body. "Don't be so uptight, Lita. There's no need to get your panties in a knot." From the corner of his eye, he could see Lita moving beside him, and then climbing underneath the covers as well.
She let out a deep sigh. "I'm just going to go to sleep now." She looked over at Test. "Wake me up if you hear Jeff coming in. I might just be making it harder for myself, but I want to be awake when he gets here."
Nodding slightly, Test shifted over closer towards Lita, moving closer and closer until she could feel his bare legs touching hers.
"What are -"
"Jeff's a smart guy. You know that, and I know that." Test furrowed his brow ever so slightly as he ran his fingers through Lita's hair that lay fanned out on the pillow. "Do you really think he'll buy anything happened between us if we're lying ten miles apart from each other?"
Rubbing her eyes tiredly, Lita sighed once more. "You're right... okay. Whatever. I'd just really like to go to sleep."
She closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep with Test lying beside her.
***
Lita moaned involuntarily as she felt Jeff's hot, moist lips on her neck, his tongue flicking against her delicate skin. She felt his hands gripping her hips tightly, his own hardness pressing against her and making her burn for him.
Then she felt his hands travel over his body, caressing her stomach before thrillingly dancing over her bare skin to find the swell of her breasts. Lita arched her back, pressing into him as much as she could.
"Jeff..." She whimpered softly, and opened her eyes lazily. Suddenly, her eyes flew wide open as she was immediatly jolted awake.
"Hey baby, you can call me whatever the hell you want." Test licked at her neck, before locking eyes with her. "I'm enjoying myself way too much to give a damn."
Sucking in a sharp breath of air, Lita tried to roll out from underneath the man. It was a worthless try. Test had carefully pinned her legs under his own, and was holding her hips down firmly. She tried pushing him away, only to find the blonde canadian snaking an arm around her, and pushing their bodies even closer together.
He leant down, his lips centimetres from her ear. "I should let you know, the more you struggle, the more it just makes me want you." He blew a breath of warm air into her ear, causing Lita to shiver against her own will.
"Test, please, just get off me." Her voice was tired, and dejected.
He smirked as he ran his hands down the sides of her body, trailing his fingers along the soft skin. "Oh, but you were enjoying it so much before. I don't think you really want me to stop."
"I do. I want you to stop. Just please get o-"
Before she could finish, Test caught her lips with his own, cupping her face securely with his hands. He ran his tongue against her lips, the kiss hard and strong. Lita felt as though her lips were being bruised by the force of his kiss.
It was then that she heard it. And she knew Test had heard it too.
The sound of the hotel room door opening.
Test quickly broke the kiss, and turned his head towards the door, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
"Hey Hardy."