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And on we go, couldn't let this one slip by, turned out less darker than I first intended, but I kinda like it anyways, hope you will too…

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Chapter 2

Conquering a Rainbow – Or how defiancy gets you respect

Smackdown, 14th November 2008

That little rat had done it, ok, they had had a little chat before the match, and he had been quite sure that the bastard would do anything to win, to pin his scary ass and boast with a victory over the Undertaker… But he also knew, well he had made himself clear about that, all menacing and glaring, that should he pin him, Mark would return the favor, but not in a ring…

Flashback (an hour earlier)

Mark was looking for Jeff, the news of the kid screeching over the roofs that tonight would be the night still heavy on his mood, there were things that were in deire need of clarification, to be precisely the fact that tonight would indeed be the night, but the one where Mark would take revenge for the nasty kick with the chair a couple of days back, no, he hadn't forgotten about that, nor that the silly kid had lost him that match, now that was calling for redemption, one that would be bitterly paid…

He found him in his lockerroom, chasing Brian, Carlito and even Matt with just one glare, and than spending a good minute staring at Jeff, a huge "Now What" obstructing any intelligible thought on his opponent, and since Jeff just stood there returning his glare, and managing to light a little spark of heavy interest in the Deadman "What the fuck happened to you", he measured the younger Hardy and sighed, now he was ready to hear any stupid rambling about how he would kick his ass and so on, but no, all he got was a little movement of the head, a shrugging and a glare that intensified and started burning into him, now that was too odd to be nice, so Mark took a few steps and stopped right in front of him "Fell into your colors?", the intensity of the emerald eyes on him turned into rage, and for a split second he thought their match was going to start right there, not that he would have minded, but the situation was rapidly becoming spooky, something was going on with Jeff he just couldn't point to what it was, and considering it, he put his mind back to what he was originally there for "Well, the cat got your tongue, just as well, you won't annoy me with interruptions", and now that he passed Jeff and heard a distinctive, very defiant snarl, his mind made up by it's own, it was time to bring his old-school proposals back…

He sat down, noticing that Jeff was following him with his eyes, well at least he had the kid's attention, even if that much attention could be freaky on some level, but he was the Undertaker, THE freaky, spooky one, so he wasn't about to let the kid impress him "Ok, so the way I see it, you want to win tonight, right", there was only a little flicker in Jeff's eyes that proved he was right, so he continued, an amused yet icy grin on his face "Well we both know that won't happen", another snarl, and a body getting down inches from his, great, he had really lost it, well Mark wasn't about to discuss that attitude, he would pound that out of him later, no, now he needed the boy to agree with him, "Jeff, be realistic, I'll beat you anytime… But should you manage to pin me tonight…", he got interrupted, and he was glad he finally got to hear his voice, this silent and intense fixing had started to seriously annoy him, "Anything… But I pin you… And no obvious letting me win should I not be able to manage on my own", well those where terms Mark could very easily live with, it was even too easy, but he had no remorse for what would follow, he hadn't asked Jeff to answer him before he finished his sentence, so it was all on him "Couldn't agree more with you… As to your anything…", Mark's green eyes flamed dangerously, and that was the first time since he had arrived that Jeff started feeling uneasy, his confidence taking a break as he saw those eyes, and the words that followed, were not helping…

Mark kept his voice down, then leaned towards Jeff and whispered in his ear, his tone low and menacing "Well, you'll spend a night with me… Or two, at my convenience kiddo… At my terms… With no boundaries", Jeff gulped a little, he had come up with a few nasty things Mark could ask, now that wasn't what he had expected, and slowly a wicked grin made it to his face, years of waiting for such a proposition from that man, how could he refuse "That all? You want a piece of my ass? Well you've got yourself a deal Deadman"

Jeff's readyness at accepting the proposal did nag a little on Mark, if he had known it would be that easy he would have plotted something way back, well at least now he was getting a piece of Jeff, better late than never…

End Flashback

So the little fucker had run off, Mark was moving back, not having to try to look angry and ready to rip heads of, he felt that way, especially towards that idiot who had come and interfered in his match… And slowly another wave of rage went through him, and what if Jeff had asked the Big Show to come and help him, no, he couldn't have, could he… He had made a flight out of the ring too, and not a gentle one… Was more a very convenient one if he thought about it… When he got backstage, he had made up his mind, Big Show had wanted to play it cool, Jeff had nothing to do with that, even if he had used that brillantly, and he would make him quiver and suffer anyways, the kid had won and he would pay that victory…

He found him hiding in his lockerroom, or at least Mark thought he was hiding, Jeff had headed there straight, sweaty and a little hurt, but too happy for his own good, he had pined the fucker all by himself, he made a mental note to thank the Big Show for that though as he stood under the spray of the water, cooling down from the match, not hearing the door slam open and the other man enter…

After a second of checking, Mark heard the water running and wondered if he hadn't thought of the younger Hardy as a coward too early, after that match all he too wanted to do was take a shower, and so with an icy evil smile on his face started to undress after he locked the door, yeah, now he'd see how extreme the kid really was…

Jeff was still oblivious to the presence, and the smack to his butt made him spin around, all defensive before recognizing his former opponent "You?", Mark pinned him to the tile wall with a hand on his throat glaring at him "Expecting someone else kid?", Jeff tried to get him to loosen his grip only to feel the other hand pushing back his chest, playing with his navel piercing "Don't… You're mine, remember", "I beat you fair and square Taker", "Still… You're mine now", an icy glare wandered along his body as the hand was moving downwards too, Mark licking his lips "Nice… Really nice… Can't wait to hear you scream", Jeff's eyes wandered along Mark's body and he gulped, man, he hadn't thought of him that… well hung, but he never said no to a good fuck, and one from the Undertaker, come on, he knew he'd make some guys very jalous and if the guy was only half as good as far as the rumours went he'd be one lucky son-of-a-bitch to have been laid by him…

Mark did notice the scrutiny he got, and he chuckled darkly "Like what you see kid?", Jeff's old defiance was back as he grinned cocky "Oh yes", "Then get down and suck me", Mark's hands moved to his shoulders and he pushed him down, a little taken back by immediately feeling that mouth on his cock, and he liked that mouth very much, Jeff was one cocky and defiant bastard, and even if he never showed it, he preferred guys like him to the one's that took all the shit from anybody, and what he did with that mouth made the Taker let out a slight moan, hell he sucked like a champ, maybe getting that title… He slapped himself mentally for even starting to think of such things, and looked down, man what a vision, the water was still running on Hardy, who was on his knees in front of him, hair dripping and half in his face, one hand steadying himself on Mark's thigh, the other keeping a firm grasp on his very hard member, and that mouth…

Another moan echoed through the showers as Mark unvolontary bucked towards Jeff who grinned to himself, now Mark was thinking he was in charge, but Jeff knew better, once his mouth was on a man he owned him, and hearing those moans escape the Taker he applied a little more pressure with his tongue, sliding it all along the length of the imposing and hard member, and feeling his hair being patted he knew he was doing the right thing…

It took Mark less than five minutes to start shuddering and spilling his seed, all nicely swallowed… He even was glad Jeff helped him standing as the last tremors shook his body "Take it you liked that", and with that Jeff started to take another shower, only to be again interrupted "Hey", "I'm not done with you kid", Jeff looked down at him and chuckled "Oh I think you are", that did it for Mark who planted him against that wall "Don't be so cocky… You finish and then I'll have you in my hotelroom in an hour sharp… Don't think you can play with me kid", he pretended thinking, and with a spark of defiance "Gash Mark, sorry, I'll have diner with the boys, so you'll…", a mouth came claiming his, his last words mumbled into Mark's mouth as Mark pushed him against the wall with a brutal kiss before steadying his head with one hand gripping his chin "Don't play with me…", he patted him on the cheek then left the younger Hardy standing there, a smirk on his face…

Jeff hurried, as his brother entered he raised his eyebrows and looked at his sibling "You're ready already?", Jeff grinned, a large wicked grin, eyes twinking with anticipation as he explained to his brother "Something came up… Won't go out with you guys", Matt got down, scratching his head "Uhu", Jeff jumped him a little, sitting in his lap, the bench making some plaintive sounds "What", Matt's eyes locked with his "So it's true?", "What is?", "The Undertaker coming out of here, an eerie gloom on his face", "The fucker always has an eerie gloom Matt", "Uhu… Well, what happened with us sharing", "Oh no Matt, not on this, man, he came in here and played it all master and everything, let me have my fun with him", Jeff's pleading puppy eyes made Matt pull a played pout "And I?", "I'll tell you afterwards", "Wow, how very nice of you Jeff", they both grinned as Matt pushed Jeff off of him "Then don't have the Deadman wait, wouldn't want you to spoil your own fun on this one, would we", "Thanx bro", Jeff took his bag and headed of, nearly running through the hallways towards his car…

He made it back to the hotel with still twenty minutes to spend, so he first went to his room, finding a note slipped under the door "719", he laughed, yeah, he hadn't asked Mark what room he was in, good the Deadman thought for him, he checked his watch, another 17 minutes…

Mark had headed straight to the hotel, under the smirk of his brother, who only had shaken his head and added, that if Hardy was too much to take for Mark he'd gladly come and help him, Mark politely, with a dangerous snarl declining that offer, he had things planned for the kid, without turning it into a threesome, and as he got out of the shower, he only put on his black leather pants, sat on the bed and waited…

It was three minutes down the deadline when Jeff arrived on the 7th floor, watch in his hands and counting, he'd be damned if he didn't rub the hour sharp part into Mark's face, so he stood there waiting until he had a minute to go and got ready to knock, but the door opened, revealing an emotionless Mark "In…", "Uhhhh, yes Mark, but I still had twenty seconds you know", that earned him a nice slap on his ass as he passed the bigger man, who wondered if Jeff's defiancy had any rest with the kid, or if it was a 24/7 job, and the way Jeff managed to swing his hips inside the room, man, he needed a good spanking… Now that thought brought a winning smile on Mark's face, and he grabbed Jeff, pulling him towards the bed and over his lap "Hey Deadman, what the fuck", Mark shook his head and then his hand went down, colliding with Jeff's ass "Ouch", Mark had to smile, man he was cute like that, a pout on his lips, glaring at him, he couldn't but bring down his hand another couple of times, a sweet hiss accompagnating every slap…

Mark enjoyed the little slapping session, man the brat deserved it, for everything he had pulled in his life, and, a grin passing his lips, he pushed Jeff up, who started to gently rub his butt "You're such an…", "Sshhh, you may not want to get me angry kid", "…ass", a fierce green meeting Jeff's emerald orbs as they had a little staring session, before Mark laid back and licked his lips "Strip for me brat… but make it hot", Jeff stayed put, hand on his ass, sweetly provoking "Want me to go and make a fire? Or just get an oven up here, cause I could go and ask you know… Turn up the heater maybe?", now Mark always considered himself a patient man even if others would agree he wasn't, but the attitude he was given just made him explode… with laughter… before getting up and, hand on Jeff's throat, murmured, dangerously and very very spooky "You can be happy I'm grown up, patient, and ready to take a lot of bull", his second hand went straight to his crotch and he squeezed hard "Now, you strip for me, no stupid comments or I swear Hardy I'll cut your tongue out… And believe me… I've done worse, so you better keep your part of the deal… Or your last known location will be this room", he let go of him and patted his cheek "And that would be such a shame"

As he moved back Jeff could see his eyes had changed to their white "state" as he always called it, too freaked out to think about it since he had once seen them flicker in a match and realized it was the eyes changing and not Mark just rolling his eyeballs, but he was busy massaging his cock who had taken one with the squeezing, and he wasn't afraid, a little spooked, but hell, so he just snarled "You just completely destroyed my hard-on you ass, now you'll have to wait and get me all running again, na, your fault old man", Mark stared at him, utter disbelief with underlining rage in his face, as he shook his head "Listen… Strip", and got down on the bed, leaning back on his arms and legs crossed "Go…", Jeff's cheeks had flushed, he had thought he'd undress, get in the bed and that would be it, now the idiot turned it into a fucking sexshow, but the thought of having the mighty Undertaker laying there and looking at him took it over the fact that he felt like a moron doing it, so he started, closing his eyes and letting an imaginary melody flood him he started to move to it and very slowly and sensually taking of piece by piece…

Mark's eyes were glued on him, and it didn't take him long before he couldn't take it anymore and moved a hand to his crotch, massaging his very hard member through the leather pants, man he was sexy doing that, from time to time Jeff's tongue flickered out and licked his lips, hands caressing his chest before he started to very slowly pull his boxers down and opened his eyes, crossing Mark's, who was on the verge of dying of impatience, lashed forward, kissing Jeff and pulling him to the bed, throwing him literally on it, before he took of his pants and joined him, laying on top and biting down on his chest, every inch of the skin was nibbled on, biten or sucked, making Jeff shiver and moan, his hips pushing up…

The sight of the younger Hardy made Mark growl as he pushed his body against his, spreading willing legs "You want it ha", "Don't talk and fuck me Taker", Mark chuckled "Na na na, don't be rude kid" and decided on a little torture, pushing a finger inside the quivering body "You bastard", the finger was removed, now Mark wanted nothing but go slow but his own lust took the lead and he plunged inside the reponsive body, legs wrapping around him and hips pushing against his rythmic trusts, "Faster… Harder…", Mark bend down and kissed him possessively, putting Jeff's legs on his shoulders, keeping his balance with his arms put on each side of his head, trusts becoming inhumanly brutal, as he whispered in his ear "Do you like that? You're such a willing slut", the only thing making Jeff not take any offense was the fact that he was on the brink of insanity, he had never felt such an exquisit mixture of pleasure and pain, and the only thing his mind could come up with was "More", Mark knew he wouldn't last any longer and moved one hand towards Jeff's cock, grasping it firmly and moving at same, insane rhythm he was pounding him…

He could feel Jeff tremble, his head pressed into the pillow, his whole body shaking as the pounding and rubbing went on, Mark bended again and bite him first in the throat before moving to his ear and sensually demanding "Open your eyes Jeff, I want to see your eyes when I make you come", emerald orbs greeted him as he moved back over him, making him smile "Good boy", he increased his rhythm even more and squeezed Jeff's cock and then he felt nothing but bliss, the body beneath him starting to tremble like crazy, his own cock being squeezed as Jeff bucked, howling unintelligible stuff, his eyes still locked with Mark's now watery as he slammed his head back into the pillow, savouring the heat he could feel spreading inside him as Mark joined him, howling no less intelligible things, crashing down on Jeff's body…

They lay there silent for a good moment, before Mark started to move, pulling out of Jeff and letting his body crash next to his lover's "Kid, If I had known that you were a that good lay, I would have had you years back", there was an amused chuckle "You could have asked around Deadman, that bro of yours would have told you", there was a snarl as Mark readjusted his position, propped on an elbow, staring at Jeff "Kane nailed you?", "Well, he nailed, as you put it, my brother, but since Matt is a sharing guy, I got lucky too", Mark shook his head making a mental note to make his brother dearly pay for the retention of such information, but for the moment he had other plans anyways, as he moved a hand towards Jeff's member and started rubbing it, earning himself yet another chuckle "I see you didn't have enough of me Taker", "Not nearly enough, no", Jeff stretched his arm and took a just as firm grasp on Mark's dick, and feeling it completely hard again he laughed out "For such an old guy you're quite fit", "I took a viagra before you came", "Seriously", Mark removed his hand from the cock and slapped Jeff on the head "Absolutely not, just a look at you makes me hard", "Well, then let's make good use of that", Jeff sat up and moved over Mark, on leg on each side of the other man's hips and got down, impaling himself slowly on the pulsing member, mumbling "Humm, just like this, that's perfect use", Mark looked at him, wondering momentarly why he always let every shit slip with the younger Hardy, for years that was, any stunt the kid pulled he had let slip, and never noticed how desirable he was, and willing, and reponsive, and sooo hot, the Deadman let out a deep growl as Jeff had moved up only the let himself drop entirely on him, a sweet moan exiting his mouth…

Jeff was somewhere between heaven and more heaven, and when he felt a hand on his cock his moving pace increased, a slapping sound occuring at each drop, and the room filling with their moans and groans until in one united cry they both came, Jeff moving next to Mark, trying to catch his breath "You're quite a good lay too", Mark was too tired too argue or go down on the attitude the kid was showing again, he just pulled him closer as he pulled the covers over them "Go to sleep, I intend on continuing tomorrow with you, so I suggest some rest", Jeff snuggled closer to him, putting an arm around his chest and head on his shoulder "Glad you don't kick me out", "Na, you're worth keeping a bit", "So they say", and chuckling, they both drifted off into sleep…

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Well, I hope you liked it, and even if you did not, please REVIEW, thanx :-)

Next chapter: Batista/Orton or Batista/Flair or Miz/Morrison, or some other sexy guys, haven't made my mind up yet hehehe, so patience, patience…