Well, first thanx goes to the readers who Reviewed (I could kiss you guys hehehehe), a second to those who read and didn't review (yeah, I know, I don't always review either, thinking that the fact that I loved what I read would be sensed by the author, well, euh, not sure it does hehehehe, but still), as long as you liked it I'm all happy :-)
I know, one day earlier as advertised, but I had it done, so why not post it and get on with the next one, which will cover "Unforgiven"
Disclaimer: And again, not changing, still don't own them or the WWE, nor am I making money with this, I did however use the same words in the interviews that they did, the credit goes to the s***heads that do the scripts, should I ever catch one of those there will be Armageddon hehehe, damn, they sometimes come up with sicker crap than I do *pouts*
Notes:
- A little Undertaker/? Hehehe, it was asked for, I serve it :-)
- This chapter, and probably the following too will all be shorter than the Prequels
- I know that Kane wasn't there, but it's a FICTION, I just make it fit hehehe, so Raw and Smackdown were in the same area
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Chapter 01
New won courage
Smackdown
(September 5th 2008, St. Louis)
Jeff arrived in St Louis with Mark, Glen, Dave, Matt and Shawn, Mark having surprised him with a birthday party at the ranch and many of his friends invited, even Shannon and some buddies from Cameron, and it had taken two days to recuperate, Mark even having accepted that Jeff had been wasted like he hadn't been in a long time, fact Phil had commented dryly by explaining it was only helping him slip into his old ways, it had been a moment where Mark had wanted to drown the straight-edge guy in his pond, more for being the voice of reason that anything, but since Jeff immediately after feeling like a human again had started going back to run in the morning and consequently work-out, Mark had let it slip and gone back to business as usual, so arriving in St. Louis, Mark took a double-room, Jeff scotched to him "Can I…", "Yes, you can", "Thanx Mark", "You're welcome", they spent the evening relaxing at the bar of the hotel and called it a night pretty early, Mark insisting on driving to the arena before noon the next day…
Hunter had made it to the arena in a pretty decent mood, little did he know his good mood wouldn't last long with all the belligerent guys that were hoping to get his title, he got comfortable in his private lockerroom before heading over to the catering area, where Jeff sat, earplugs on as usual and lost in thought still enjoying his lunch, unfortunately for him Paul still wasn't ready to forgive him his last "faux-pas" even if it had been months back and was sure to make him feel awkward and unwanted at the first occasion he found, and this one wasn't different, he pulled Jeff's plugs out, not only startling him, he added "I see you've earned enough trust to eat your food alone, congrats kid", Jeff rolled his eyes, for over four months, ever since he had come back, Paul had been giving him a very hard time, pushing him over the edge, making him rethink his mistakes at least three times a day, as if those hadn't been "hammered" already into him and caused him enough sleepless nights, no, he had to keep going, Jeff sighed "Why can't you just say nothing Paul, if you can't bring up a decent word, just stay out of my face and go back to ignoring me", "'Cause you might forget you're a lying cheating screw-up", "Don't you worry about that", Jeff put the plugs back in and took his lunch, leaving that area, fed up with Hunter and his constant teasings, Hunter's eyes following him with an inscrutable expression on his face…
Mark saw at the frown his protégé was pulling that something must have happened "You and Randy gotten at it again?", "No, don't even think that sucker is here", oh yes, it was a real love story those two, so if it hadn't been Orton, the next best guess fell on the Game, and Jeff's growl made it evident "Jeff… I know he's tough on you, but just let it slip", Jeff was positively raging, pacing through the lockerroom and glaring at the air "Uhu, everytime I see him he starts over Mark, this time it was if I had earned enough trust to eat alone, man, first I'll take his title, then his tongue, seriously", Mark chuckled, Paul was not making it easy for Jeff, but he had never had the intention to say something about it, both men respected each other too much to judge the others attitude, they had been through enough together to know the other one was wise enough to make the right call, now for this particular case their opinions and actions were differing like day and night, but both aiming at the same goal, and so far it had perfectly worked, Jeff staying out of trouble and working on his issues, it wasn't as if he had turned into a second CM Punk, but the "illegal" and "unprescribed" stuff had pretty much disappeared completely, so the tongue thing wouldn't be the best of choices, since pretty much no line of defense could be build up in his defense, Mark just nodded amused, smirking "Well good for you, you go and do that Jeff", "Thanx a lot", "Listen, he's not your enemy Jeff, the sooner you understand that, the sooner you two will co-exist better", "I know, but sometimes he acts like I'm not even there", "Sometimes he doesn't see people are there"
Hunter had made it to the ring and was holding his little speech, proud about some of his jokes and mind set on making sure they all knew they were out of luck when it came to him, what was bothering him most was that Joey idiot who had to start with his statistics and he was sure to make him understand he didn't enjoy reading it, and as he was nicely on his way, explaining what chance it really was he was having, but he got interrupted, fact he managed to ignore for a couple of seconds but Shelton made sure the King of Kings would pay him some attention, and Hunter did, anger flashing up as he was shown a little reminder of last weeks little clash, but sure as hell Hunter wasn't one to just nod and let it pass, no, he was fed up with all of those losers trying to get his title, one they all were far from deserving for that matter "That's really cool Shelton, it's especially cool how you left out the part where right before that I had beaten you… I hand it to you Shelton, that makes you an excellent cheapshot artist, you're very good at it, but I tell you what, since you're so good at dropping people, why don't you drop that microphone and walk to this ring and see how you'll do with me face to face"
He had really hoped Shelton would come and get some, he was so fed up, but really fed up and now he'd teach at least one of those an early lesson, unfortunately it really wasn't his day, since MVP too took the liberty to come and adress his supremacy, Hunter had to admit it was entertaining the way those two startet to bark at each other, kindergarden really, he observed the scene for a moment, listening to their bickerings, before deciding it was time to cut their air-time for their own good, they were making fools of themselves "Guys guys guys guys guys stop stop stop", my, Hunter felt like a teacher, and sure as hell as the champion, those two had no chance, so he went on with explaining the meaning of "promo" to them, pretty provocatively for that matter "Now it's a very simple formula, you guys… nothing… none of this is ringing a bell to you? Nothing?", he turned towards the crowd, amused "I swear to you I'm gonna be champion like for the next century", "What don't you guys get, I'll tell you what, here's the thing, you guys just go ahead…", and with that he saw a shadow in the corner of his eye and turned just in time to avoid an attack from Brian Kendrick who had sneaked on him from behind…
Jeff was glad he was staying with the Undertaker, it was one quiet place since Vickie's soul was on the line, he had just finished changing when Mark looked at him and made a head motion towards the screen he had in his locker, Jeff hadn't been really paying attention, his mind far off but seeing what was happening in the ring he growled "He wouldn't do it for me though, and you know it", and with that, without a second thought he took off, rushing through the hallways and straight out towards the ring where HHH was struggling against four opponents, three he would face in a couple of days and one huge coward who just intervened when it seemed safe, that was Hunter's immediate opinion of Ezekiel as he felt Kendrick's dirty vicious move from behind and went down, a little knocked out, at least he was man enough to admit that to himself, his position was not the safest and he needed to get the upperhand quickly, and it proved to be most unfavourable for the Game that MVP and Shelton made it to the ring before Jeff, sides pretty clearly chosen for all of them, it would end two versus three, euh no, four, down in a corner Hunter was taking kicks and punches from all three of his future opponents, Ezekiel keeping back for the moment, seriously wondering how this would end, but the sudden frenzy of the audience made him hope an ally was making it to his rescue, Jeff was rushing down the to the ring, having quickly registred what was going on and ready to dodge Brian's launch at him, he made sure he would stay out of his way and catapulted him outside the ring before going for both MVP and Shelton, what he hadn't been anticipating was that Ezekiel was still there and active too, unfortunately that fact was brought painfully back to his mind as he pulled Jeff's leg away before he could perform his Swanton, making him go down on the turnbuckle then drop to the ringfloor, winding in pain…
Backstage the Undertaker hissed too, that wasn't going as he had planned, but he couldn't do anything else but watch as Ezekiel went after Jeff, the next events made him chuckle, yeah, finally it was going the way it should, Hunter was back up and was armed with a chair and didn't hesitate to smack it onto his back and clearing the ring he made sure they wouldn't have the guts to try it again, Jeff had managed to get back up, wondering how he could have been that stupid, even if the pain was slowly subsiding, he felt like a moron not to have watched his own back, great rescue mission he had pulled, but still, even with the ropes he stood, keeping an eye on the cowards who took off, Hunter turning and looking at Jeff, switching the chair from one hand to another, ready to help him should he need it "You're ok?", Jeff nodded, yet again it was more his soul that was screaming than his body, especially when face to face with this man, they made it back silently, Jeff gazing over at the belt from time to time and Hunter catching his gaze "Don't get any funny thoughts… It's not because you came and helped me that I'll make it easy for you to get this", and with those words he left him standing there…
Jeff went back to his, well to Mark's lockerroom and was greeted by a chuckle "Guess you won't have sex tonight kid", Jeff gave him a fake smile "Very funny, thank you for your compassion", "My compassion comes in form of ice I stocked in the fridge, so please, suit yourself", "Thanx man", Mark had to, he usually wasn't a teaser, but he just had on this one "And Jeff, he didn't pull the chair over your head", "I'm relieved", he sat down with the ice in a towel and tried somehow to get comfortable, as the Deadman continued "You should start glancing back before jumping on the turnbuckle kid, seriously, would be less lethal", Jeff leaned his head back "Yeah, and the thought of him being at ringside later makes me creep, seriously, he's so going to intervene, I know that", "Why don't you ask Hunter to accompany you to the ring?", Jeff's head snapped up and he stared at Mark as if he had lost his mind "Have you lost it", the Rainbow-haired Warrior was probably one of the few who could talk to him like that, and with that tone that suggested they really believed he had lost it, without going down hard…
Mark only locked his eyes with his annoyed and glared, showing he didn't like the attitude he was getting "I don't think so Jeff, give me one good reason not to", "I don't wanna go through the humiliation of him saying no and laughing in my face Mark", he tried one last time, just so he had said everything he wanted on the matter "You don't know that", "Maybe not, but I'm not ready to try and find out", Jeff turned his attention to the screen where MVP was wrestling Finlay, and MVP's earlier words came back to taunt him, he mouthed "Charismatic Enigma, whatever that means… Stupid fucker", before spitting like a five year old "I so hope he loses", "Very mature Jeff", "You seriously tell me you never wished for someone you didn't particularly like to lose a match?", "Of course I have", "So, does that mean you're not acting mature then too?", "Of course it does, and it doesn't mean I'm proud of hoping such things kid, but it's human", "He so insulted me last week", "I know, but it's what I told you, you'll have to endure that, you fucked up, it will come to bite you any time you'll have a feud with someone kiddo, that's the way it works", "Sucks… I'll prove them all wrong"
His match against Brian wasn't exactly something he wanted to remember, he knew Ezekiel would intervene, and when he was laying on the floor winding he thought that maybe he just should have listened to Mark and asked Hunter to come to the ring with him, it either would have ended like it had now, or it would have ended in a fair match and him winning, and back in the lockerroom he saw Mark's dark frown and he immediately mumbled "Yeah I know, watch your back, I didn't, I lost, I've learned my lesson Mark", "How many times does it have to happen kid? You have to watch your back dammit", "Yes, I know", Mark shook his head "No you don't" and took two steps, stopping right in front of him, hugging him "You're a walking catastrophe Jeff", "Pfff, I'm hurt, that's what I am", his grin showed he was only faking it, and Mark sat him down, locking their eyes "When you're playing with the top dogs, you need to constantly keep in mind that an attack can come from everywhere kid", "I know, I just forgot for a moment, I got it now, it won't happen again", "We'll see"
Jeff had been following HHH to rattle his cage a little, to make sure he wouldn't forget him, and seeing Hunter do his little "promo", he waited for the right opportunity to strike. Hunter started with the interview, wondering what that was for a question and if she had been talking about concerns in general, like a consequent hard-on every morning or a win in a match, or perhaps something more precise, so he opted for what he could imagine some blond at a pageant throwing out and started with ironic humor, even if they concerned him, but hell, that wasn't an intelligent question anyways "My greatest concern at this point Eve would need to be probably global warming or it could be the economy in general…", Jeff was supressing a chuckle, leaning casually against the wall and facing Hunter to taunt him, but for now he fainted complete "unconcern" regarding the person he had sensed entering and he continued "But that aside, you know it's just another day at the office… When you're the WWE champion, when you're on top, the list is a mile long of guys waiting in line to take a shot at you, to knock you of the top, what you gotta to do is , you gotta take a step back, you don't look at how long the list is, you look at the guy standing right in front of you and you overcome that obstacle"
He saw Jeff approach in the corner of his eye and matter-of-factly added, just proving his point with the exact exemple Jeff was giving "Until the next obstacle comes along that's staring you right in the face", he moved forward ending up nose to nose with Jeff, well perfect, that guy was sure to make his day "Eve, let me ask you a question… Do you think it's at all possible for anybody to complete a full thought on this show without someone interrupting them?", at least he managed to apologize, but besides regaining the other man's estime, trust, friendship he was his opponent and was after his title and had to make sure Paul would recognize him as the threat he was posing, he had improved, and was sure to be at the level to beat him "Look man I'm sorry to interrupt your little "promo", but I hear what you're saying, I hear what everybody else has said, but most importantly I want you to know you have a huge problem come this Sunday and that is me", there were things that Hunter just couldn't forget and he didn't retain them as he served Jeff some thoughts of his own, Jeff's little imitation of his earlier "promo"-gag not really amusing him neither "It's interesting Jeff, you know a lot about problems don't you ha, and as a matter of fact going into this Sunday, you're a guy that's already got two strikes against you, well what's that saying, three strikes Jeff and you're out of the game", their eyes locked and Jeff felt as if he had already committed the third strike, or at least that was the impression that Hunter was giving him, and it hadn't just been today…
Jeff's mood as he made his way to the ring was more than perturbated, Hunter's words still burning on his soul, but he knew he had to watch his back tonight, and prove him that he had really changed and deserved his respect, and he was the only one on Hunter's side around that ring as the Great Khali made his entrance, Jeff's eyes not leaving the giant and staying out of his way, he remembered the stitches, the pain, the humiliation so he got down and waited for HHH to arrive, their eyes crossing a second and sending shivers down Jeff's spine as Hunter continued his entrance…
He knew he had to do something that would knock all four men down and take them away from Hunter, going at them one by one wouldn't do him any good, so he decided to do what he did best, fly, and with a leap threw his body at them, Brian immediately getting up and going at Hunter who managed to retaliate and go back to what he was there to do, beat Khali…
When Hunter finally went for the Pedigree, his whole body aching and only one thought dominating, please let this be the end, which it was, Jeff got back into the ring, making sure the others wouldn't come up with the same idea, and to his amazement, as he was showing the older man his respects, Hunter stopped and fixed him for a moment before walking up to him and patting him on the shoulder, somehow thanking him, but Jeff snapped, and what he did made Mark jump up in the lockerroom and whistle, yeah the boy had become a man, ready to stand up for himself, Jeff grabbed Hunter by the arm who thought the kid had something more to say, but it was more some action that knocked Paul down to the mat, Jeff hoovering over him, heart racing and mind on overdrive, not believing what he had just done, but hell, he had to make sure Hunter knew who he would be facing on Sunday, and that Jeff would do everything to get that title…
Jeff made it backstage, and hurried to the lockerroom to get ready to leave, he knew Paul wouldn't let that last attack sit on him, he'd come for him, Mark laughed as he got in and locked the door "Afraid of what your actions may have stirred up?", "Shut up, I don't even know why I did it, but I swear, it did some good man", "Relax Jeff, you're going for his title, he'll understand…", "Sure, but with his fist in my face right?", "Relax", it wasn't long and there was a loud banging on the door and an angry voice was heard "I swear Mark if you don't open this door I'll break it down", Mark made a sign to Jeff to head off to the showers and opened, blocking the way effectively with his body, grinning at Hunter "Paul, you seem pissed", "Where is he?", "Taking a shower", "Let me pass", "No", "No?", "No, I won't let you go in there and kick his ass for something you would have done too in his position"
Hunter had to agree Mark was right, what Jeff had done had only been what any of them would have done too, show the champion there was serious competition, but that realization made him cringe, Hardy couldn't be competition, no way, but all that came over his lips was a pouty "I so hate you sometimes", "Likewise… So how are you doing", "Like shit, that brat has humiliated me", "Yes, you could call it that way", "And you find that amusing", "Oh yes Paul", "Thank you very much for your friendship on this", "Oh don't get me wrong, you're my friend and I feel a little bad for you, but I feel amazing having seen him pull that off, because I'm just as amazed at it as you are", "Thanks again Deadman", "My pleasure", "Tell him I'm not done", "Oh I will, but I think he knows that", "You better prepare him well, 'cause I won't go soft on him", "Noted", their eyes locked deeply, and there was something in Hunter's tone, something secret "See you later at the bar?", Mark grinned "Absolutely" and closed the door, shaking his head amused…
He had waited, ears glued to the door and listening to the discussion and sighing with relief as he heard Hunter leave, he got startled by Mark opening the door to the small bathroom and laughing at Jeff's attitude "Relax kid, he's pissed, but in an amused way, so your well-being still is guaranteed", "Funny…", "Hey, you did the move, nobody forced you", "It was a snap reaction Mark", "Yes, one showing that you start getting on the path of a champion", "I've been a champ before", "But not the heavyweight one kid, that one asks for some very specific attributes", Jeff started undressing and stepped under the spray of water "Uhu?", "Yes" green eyes roamed Jeff's body, Mark wondering what had possessed Mother Nature to give the boy an ass like that, even if with Jeff it wasn't just the ass, it was the whole package, many other younger wrestlers he could find sexy parts on them, but it wasn't as with Jeff, Mark chuckled, it had to be the pouty, defiant state he was in constantly, even if right there it was more an amused one as Jeff had turned and was looking at him, grinning like a cheshire cat "See something you like?", "I was thinking", "With your eyes on my ass?", "Yes", "Pervert", "I know, but it's your ass's fault kid, not mine", "Well what about joining me?", "No, not now", "Uhu, I see, one of the nine times right", Mark shook his head amused and gave him a smile before leaving the bathroom to get comfortable on the couch…
Jeff only showered rapidly and was back out after five minutes, hair still dripping as he jumped on Mark, not noticing Glen sitting opposite of the Deadman and staring impassible at the scene unfolding before his eyes, Jeff sitting naked on his brother's lap and playing with his hair "Hey… You watched me with lust and left me alone, bad bad Deadman", "Jeff…", "No no, no Jeff Mark, how did you dare do that", "Jeff…", "What?", Mark's head made a motion towards Glen and Jeff turned his head, staring at Kane, a little "Oops" making it over his lips, Glen chuckling "Yeah, he has a nice ass bro alright, I believe you now that I see it", Jeff blushed heavily and got up, starting to get dressed and not daring to look at them, Mark grinning amused "Jeff, relax, nothing bad happened", "Uhu, ultimate humiliation"
Glen decided to intervene "No, you didn't humiliate yourself kid, you couldn't know I was here, and if it can help you, you're really cute naked, those pants you wear unfortunately don't give many insights on your shape", if it was possible, Jeff blushed even more, glad he was dressed now, mumbling "I'm hungry, see you later" and rushed out, Glen bursting out into laughter the second the door closed "Bro", Glen was still shaking with laughter "Sorry, but seriously… He would have raped you right there, so cute", "Pff, wouldn't have been rape, I would have gladly accepted", "Sorry, want me to go and get him for you?", "Glen", "What?", "Leave that subject out please", "You and the Hardy kid?", "Yes", "Uh, something more going on?", "No, I just care a lot for him", "That I know Mark and not only since yesterday", "So?", "You think it's wise fucking him too?", "I'm not fucking him", "Oh, ok, so you're making love to him but he kinda rapes you, ok, I get you", "That's not for you to discuss bro", "Yeah, sorry, so, shall I take his things, don't think he'll get back in here", "You do that"
The brothers of destruction found him sitting in the catering area with Shawn, still having red cheeks and blushing fully as he saw them arrive, Shawn chuckling and hugging him tenderly, whispering "Relax, they won't talk about it", "Uhu, I can't look at Glen right now", "Well, he seems to look at you though, and carry your stuff", Jeff's head moved up from it's hiding place on Shawn's neck and he glanced at him, Glen grinning "I brought your things… Sexy-ass", Jeff sighed, burying his head against Shawn again who started laughing "Glen don't, we know he has the best ass around here, but you don't have to tell him like that", Jeff jumped up, pouting "Oh ok, stop it, all of you, my ass is none of your concern guys" he took his things out of Glens hands and they made their way to the hotel…
Jeff was walking in behind Mark and Glen, they were all staying at the hotel and would travel together to Cleveland the next day and Jeff knew that Hunter would be there too, and even if Mark had promised him that Paul wouldn't do anything, he wasn't feeling safe, so he decided to keep a low profile and sat as far away from the man as possible, Paul whispering to Mark "He's afraid… It's really cute…", Mark locked his eyes with his and whispered equally low "Hunter, don't, please, he's embarrassed enough as it is", there was a chuckle announcing the Game wasn't done yet "What? He looks like a scared puppy, first he comes pissing on my turf, and then he acts all cute and shy, when we both know what he's like", Shawn joined their discussion "Hunter stop it, he just made a move in relations with your upcoming match, nothing more", "I know… But I hope he seriously doesn't think he'll win, 'cause man he's in for a rude awakening", Mark chuckled, punching Hunter friendly "Or you are", "You're kidding me right"
Mark left with Hunter, Jeff frowning a little since that meant he'd be rooming alone, but Shawn joined him "Listen, I'll take over Mark's space tonight", "He's gonna room with Hunter?", "Yes", Jeff's funny face made Shawn laugh "They have things to talk about", "Uhu, talk, I see", "Jealous?", "No, why would I be jealous", Shawn followed Jeff inside the room and took over Mark's bed, stretching on it and looking at Jeff "Well, I've seen the look you give him", "What look? I want his title", "Of course Jeff, of course… His title… And his respect… His care… His…", Jeff interrupted him "Geez, fuck you Shawn, I'm not jealous, I just want it to go back to what it was…"
As they were talking, Hunter was turning around Mark who followed him with his gaze "What?", "I missed this", "What?", "You rooming with me", "Ooh, well you should have asked politely, I'm sure I would have accepted"
Shawn moved over to his bed, sitting down next to him and crossing his legs "To what exactly you wanna go back?", "To being friends, to have him patt me, to have him talk decent to me you know, to see him smile when he sees me and not frown and pull faces", "You shouldn't have fucked up, you knew what you'd lose", "No, I didn't, seriously, I thought I was doing the right thing to work on my fears, but it didn't work, I know now, but hey, he forgave you, why not me", "It was different Jeff", "Yeah, you are you and I'm just me", Shawn shook his head "Don't be silly… It was a different time, Hunter was different back then… The situation was altogether different Jeff", Jeff curled up, putting his head on Shawn's lap, it was one position he just loved, knowing his friend would start strocking his neck and hair, and he did, stretching and getting comfortable "You'll get back to that Jeff, you just need to be patient", "It's been months", "I know kid, I know, still, Paul needs time"
Hunter violently pushed him on the bed, Mark having anticipated that move and landing gracefully on his back, propped on his elbows, hairstrands having fallen over his face and one leg bend up a little "Hunter Hunter Hunter… Watch it… You've never won at this game", "Maybe I like losing", "What about you losing some of your clothing Paul, that would be a good start", Hunter started by taking of his shirt, flexing his muscles and making Mark chuckle "Vain bastard", "No, only conscious about my body", "Also known as vain Paul, get undressed and show me that body of yours that you're so conscious about", it took less than thirty seconds for the Game to be fully undressed and standing in front of Mark, not hiding anything "You're too covered Deadman", "Then uncover me", Hunter leaned over him, first capturing his lips before sliding his hands down and starting to do just that…
Jeff had started yawning "Tired kid?", "A little", "Well, I will let you sleep then", "Mind sharing this bed with me", "No, not really", "Thanx Shawn", "Don't thank me, I do it freely", Jeff got up and glided under the covers, Shawn joining him and hugging him close, mumbling as he put a kiss on his head "Sweet dreams sexy ass", "Oh stop it will you", "Sorry", "Sweet dreams Heartbreaker", "Uh, that hurt", giggling and teasing one another they fell asleep, Jeff's head on Shawn's shoulder and an arm keeping him safely cuddled close…
Cuddle-time wasn't what was up in Hunter's room as he was sliding his tongue over Mark's body who was moaning, his hands tangled in blond hair, one leg resting on Hunter's back "Humm yes", "I love the way you taste", Mark chuckled, for a moment ready to tease Paul and tell him he was really skilled, but that Jeff was one notch above him, but he decided against it, knowing it would probably ruin the moment "Hmm, Hunt…" and he reversed their positions using his legs, and ending up on top of Hunter "Yes… Now… Let's talk serious business", Hunter moaned "Yes… Take me Taker" and Mark obliged, he slowly slid into Hunter's ready body and started an enticingly slow pace making Hunter long for more "Please… Mark…", kissing the Game's neck, Mark bit down "What please?", "Harder", "Only harder?" as his trusts became hard and powerful and made his lover groan in the most exciting ways "Deeper… Please…", "Humm, deeper?", Mark stopped his pounding, and concentrated, and hell it was difficult, he was on the verge of spilling all he had into the tightness that was engulfing him, but he managed to stop being hard and concentrate on the "deeper", Hunter pouting, well his poutings went down under his moans "Both… please", "Harder and deeper?", it was a game to them both, they were good friends, had been for decades, and since their first sexual encouter had always stayed lovers, rooming from time to time and playing with that other body that made them go crazy, they both loved women but hell, they also loved fucking each other senseless, and this was one of those encounters where they would tease themselves into oblivion…
And oblivion was where they were headed to, Mark had lifted Paul's legs and put them on his shoulders, his trusts hard and as deep as he could go, arms roaming his arms who were positioned right and left of Hunter, gripping him and scratching, Hunter trying to lean up and kiss him, Mark obliging and kissing him roughly, and then it came, both of their bodies shuddered, Hunter blocking his legs and pushing his hips up as his head was flying back into the pillow, Mark's whole body arching up and staying put, as his orgasm washed over him, making him scream his pleasure, joining his voice to Paul's…
They both needed time to come back to their senses, Mark laying next to Hunter and panting in rhythm with him "Wow", "Humm, yes", a hand started stroking his back, Hunter moving a little to get more comfortable and yawning, making Mark chuckle again "Already tired?", "Don't tell me you want to go at it again", "Humm, I was thinking about that", "You've been with Hardy for to long, you start overdoing things too", Mark moved a little, smashing his pillow in his face and laughing "Oh shut up, jealous bastard", "No, wasted and ready to sleep", "Then sleep", grinning, Mark watched Paul fall asleep within minutes and got comfortable against him, following him into sleep quickly himself, an amused smile on his face…
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Yups, one more done hehehehe, hope you liked it, just drop me a line ;-) so I know, next chapter will be up by Tuesday :-)