(Sooo here we are lol, I've got no idea why it's developping the way it does, but I hope you like it…)
Chapter 13
Hunter woke around five, his body feeling a little sore and trying to move he felt why, he was sitting back against a wall and Shawn's head was propped against his shoulder, he had to keep back a laughter, with all of their curiosity they had managed to just fall asleep on the spot, he pushed Shawn gently away who started moaning, "What", "We're idiots", "Hummm", "I'm serious Shawn", he got up, amused and went over to his bed to sleep a little longer, "Goodnight", "Yeah, hmm Hunter, what's up with them", "I don't know", "Shit", "Yeah", Shawn stared at the wall, no noize could be heard from the other room, "Shit shit shit, we missed the best probably", "Go back to sleep Shawn", "Yeah, but still", "Shawn", Hunter buried his face deep in the pillow and within minutes he was back asleep, Shawn kept listening, "Hunter", "Hunter", "Ah man", bored he let himself drop, putting his head close to the wall in order to hear should there be noize or talk, and fell asleep too…
Little did he know that Mark too was awake again, not used to having a body so close too him anymore and not to mention that the identity of the heat source next to him made his head spin and the thinking very difficult, how could the kid just sleep so thightly pressed against him, as if it didn't even bother him to be this close to Mark. His hand caressed along Jeff's spinal cord, stirring up little moans from the younger man making Mark smile, responsive, so responsive even in his sleep, he even snuggeled closer something Mark thought not possible anymore, and then Jeff's leg moved over Mark's and went nestling between his legs, that action of course bringing Jeff's body close to being on top of Mark. He sighed, sleep was gone, how could he sleep with Jeff this close, like that, in his arms like a lover… Wow, Mark moved his head a little and looked at the head that was laying on his chest, well the hair, he moved his hand to caress a blond strain, thinking how he missed the color in Jeff's hair, how everything had suddenly changed, how the kid had ended in his arms, man, he hadn't even given him a chance to back down, maybe he didn't want to be in his arms…
Doubt struck Mark the more he thought about it, he must have clearly lost it if he thought that this was going to lead to something, the so-called something not definable, ok, it may be a little liking he took in the younger of the Hardy brothers, a deep liking, maybe it could be called fondness, an unrepressible urge to hug him and care for the wildfang, his hand had started passing trough Jeff's hair, caressing his neck as he put a soft kiss on his head, but nevertheless he shouldn't be feeling this way about him, besides the fact that he was a man, he was a couple of years younger, what would anybody say… Mark stalted his thoughts right there, when had this become an issue that other people needed to be informed of?
The sun started floating the room, creating a soft, eerie atmosphere, and then Mark could feel the body next to him shift a little and tense, ah, he woke up and realized where he lay, Mark didn't manage to supress a chuckle as his hand got pinched, "Hey punk", "Hey", he could have sworn that was a lot more timid than usually, "Awake?", "Nooo", Jeff started to press against him and hid his face on his chest and mumbled "Wanna sleep some more", Mark laughed and played with his hand "Time to get up soon", "Noooo", "Jeff", "Yeah", scarcely audible "I… Maybe we should talk", Jeff felt his heart start racing and decided he wasn't ready to talk about something he didn't understand "You talk I listen, even if I look as if I was sleeping ok", "Very clever kid", there was a soft sigh and Mark repositionned himself on his side flinching as his hurt rib stinged, Jeff a little alarmed, "Mark? You're ok", "Yeah, just stings a little", "I'm sorry" he made a little pause before adding "for hitting you in the back with that chair, and on the head too Mark", "Don't be", his voice had gotten pretty serious, "Don't apologize for something you did in order to win a match, don't you ever do that, got it", "Yes, and if you stopped clutching my back I'd be able of getting confortable", "Sorry", "No apologizing for things you do to me in bed ok", "You just really said that?", "Yes", "Without blushing?", Jeff giggled "A little blushing" as he hid his face against the broad chest, "I'm relieved", his hand restarted massaging the lower back, Jeff looking up at him, "Mark", "Yeah", the intensity of the emerald gaze making him tremble a little "Now you've got me here in your bed what are your intentions?", Mark's hand slid to Jeff's cheek and caressed tenderly, "If only I knew"…
They stayed quiet for a long moment, both marvelling at what was happening with them, it was Jeff who decided to show Mark he was ready for whatever would come, he let go of Mark's hand and moved his to his cheek and caressed him just as tenderly as Mark had done with him earlier, than leaned up a little and brushed his lips against Mark's who tensed and stopped moving at all, his body tingling from the sensations that this contact unleashed… Sensing the tension in Mark Jeff just didn't do more but kept his lips on Mark's who gasped at the light touch, shocked the punk had the balls to actually kiss him even if he clearly wasn't pushing it…
He just couldn't bring his brain to work properly, "Jeff", "Humm", those magnificent lips moved away and Mark missed them the second Jeff had leaned back, but there was a question that needed to be answered "You know what you want right", "Eeeh, not always", "punk", "I'm serious, I tend to just do what strikes me as the right move", "And this strikes you as the right move?", there was a little silence before he got an answer, "Yes", "You're sure?", "No, I just hope", "Punk", "I honestly believe you think too much Mark", "Says the one sitting for hours in a corner alone, not talking and observing", "You checked on me?", "No, I just happened to pass your locker a couple of times", "And you have the ability to see through walls and doors?", "No"
"Ah ok, so you just sensed I was sitting there in the corner as you described it", there was a very long sigh "Jeff…", "Or you have installed cams in my locker?", it occurred to him that maybe this was the punks way of dealing with the situation, so he decided to calm this game a little, "Jeff stop it please, I was referring to your way of daydreaming through the day and the night, that's all… This is nerv wrecking enough, so please", "Wouldn't that be nightdreaming at night?", yeah definetely could get going for hours that kid, "Jeff please…", he made him fuzzy enough without his answers that were worth a big fat slap on his ass for that matter, the universe had really funny ways of getting back at you, "…it's hard for me to accept what is happening", "Ohh, you think it is easy for me Mark? Hell yesterday we were fighting and nearly not knowing each other and now I'm in your bed, I'm not known for being a difficult lay but even I tend to take longer when feelings are involved", Jeff started biting his lip, man he shouldn't have said that, that feeling part, jeez, how could he say something like that to the Undertaker, to anyone for that matter and Mark had stopped breathing, all he could hear was his heart beating, feelings, the punk had spoken about feelings, o my…
The sun was illuminating all the rooms, and Shawn was never one to sleep well in the bright daylight, he grumbled how stupid they were to forget to close the curtains, but stayed put in place, a little shocked at the barely audible voice he could hear from the other room, placing himself confortably against the wall, grinning, he thanked the sun for it's intrusion and listened to the discussion that took place, not sure if he really was awake or still dreaming…
"When feelings are involved? You… you have feelings for me?", he got a very dumb facial expression from Jeff, "Don't say that like that, please, I'm not some groupie backstage at the arena Mark, yeah, I have feelings, for you, I'm not sure, but I", there was a sigh and Mark very dearly hoped he wouldn't stop now, "that fuzzy feeling always overwhelms me when you are around", "The one where you feel warm and at peace and have like butterflies in your stomach?", "It's that obvious?", "No, I have that too", he could see a sweet smile blossom on Hardy's face, "Really?", "Yeah", "Oooh", "What punk", "Nothing", "Hummm", Mark decided to play it honest, hell it couldn't get worse, but was it that bad, "You know when I came back to the ring?", "First or second time", Mark chuckled, "Second… I was ready to… to really hurt you Jeff, to show you you missed the moment to shut your mouth, stay on the floor, accept defeat", he sighed deeply and closed his eyes, remembering the exact moment where that feeling had really started to become too much too ignore, "But when I saw you hanging in those cords barely conscious but still fighting, that look, those eyes, man lashes like that should be forbidden on men… I couldn't… I… Pff, punk you really managed to burn down straight to my core, you know how difficult it was to let you laying in that ring when all I wanted was taking you back with me… Show the world that I had been wrong, thinking you were a weak, stupid brat who didn't belong in a ring and that I respected you for what you'd achieved in that ring… That I was proud of you… For proving me I was wrong…"
Jeff had started feeling very dizzy upon hearing the words come out of Mark's mouth, he couldn't look at him anymore and had closed his eyes, shaking slightly as the memories of that moment flashed up again, his last words making his eyes moister a little, and a warm and comforting feeling nestled in him, Mark saw the serene expression of Jeff's face and his closed eyes and bend to put a soft kiss on his forehead, inbetween the eyes, "Jeff?", the adressed man gulped and squirmed a little before two amazingly calm green eyes opened on him, Jeff felt a way he hadn't in months, hell in years, "I was standing because of you you know… I'm not sure I would have had that drive, that necessity to prove myself if it hadn't been you… I couldn't let you walk away from that ring thinking you broke me…"
Next door Shawn was at a loss of thoughts, he felt like a real idiot for listening to such a deep and intimate discussion like a thief, even if he somewhat was happy for them, and for himself, he had been right, they had all been right in seeing the signals those two had been sending, and he started to hope that the short seperation those two would have would not compromise the blossoming relationship, knowing Mark hadn't been seen dating since his divorce and Jeff only sleeping around from time to time when the partner seemed worth it as far as the gossip went, he really hoped to see everything turn out right…
Two floors above Dave started stirring and waking, a glance at his watch informed him it was close to 7, he stretched and lost a thought to going out for a run but pushed it far away again, he was too cozy in his warm and comfortable bed to want to get up already, it wouldn't harm not to anyways. He considered himself a healthy person with a very busy workout schedule, and these days here had been very off-schedule, very not so healthy anymore…
His thoughts started wandering to the others, he wondered how Mark and Jeff were doing, if anything had happened between them when they went to bed, if they were sleeping or perhaps already exploring each others minds and bodies…
To Shawn and Hunter too, he suspected those two to dwell in the sensations one could give the other, with no prove, they just were very comfortable in each others presence, it was a deep friendship, he just wasn't really sure if they took it to other levels too…
To Glen, while his attention shifted to Kane his hand started caressing his torso, hmmm, Kane, yeah, that guy really managed to make him hard in a minute-thirty, tops that was, and he ever so subtly tried to find out if the strange man was interested in sharing some moments with him, and what he got were inconclusive answers, it seemed Glen was interested but he wasn't sure, and he never used to push his mates, so Dave waited… and pleased himself… Undressing the other man in his mind, his hand slipped beneath the waistband of his underwear and took hold of his hardening member…
Mark's green eyes were contemplating his punk, as one of his hands was not stopping to caress Jeff's back and the other played with a lock, "You wanted to prove me wrong, I knew it…", he got a chuckle as response, "Hey", "No punk, I've got it", Mark smiled at him amused as he pressed his cheek onto the hand that was resting on it, "You're just one more punk too want to play with Death", he got pinched in his cheek, "Noooo, you're such an evil person for thinking that", "Ooooh really", "Yup", Mark didn't understand where he took the nerv to add, "Then punish me kid", Jeff beamed at him before leaning towards him and whispering "Make me Deadman", Mark's blood started boiling, the look and the tone Jeff had had send him straight over the edge, he leaned closer and put his lips on Jeff's before gently biting and tucking at his piercing… Jeff had immobilized completely, trembling he closed his eyes and let the emotions wash over him before claiming Mark's lips and kissing him, a multitude of innocent kisses, none of the two daring enough to deepen the contact for the moment…
Next door Hunter started waking slowly, tossing and turning and opening his eyes on a grinning Shawn, still scotched ear to the wall, he shook his head and slapped his forehead, whispering "Shawn, you're the meanest and worst person I've ever had the chance to meet", there was a silencing hand sign and Shawn got up, coming over and climbing next to Hunter under the cover, murmuring in his ear "They are discussing their feelings, it's really sweet", Hunter stared at him in obvious disbelief, "I'm serious, I don't know how it started, but Mark asked Jeff about his feelings, I think the punk started that discussion, and how he felt during the match and after and so on", Hunter glared at him "You're serious?", Shawn sighed "Yes man, I overheard it", "Wow", "You're not saying"…
At each nibbling Mark was pushed further into oblivion, the softness of Jeff's lips, the cold touch of the steel of his piercing, the way at each kiss his body seemed to rub more urging against his, he couldn't even begin to grasp why it didn't bother him that he was enjoying this sooooo much with a man, an other wrestler, one who had the chic to just send him over at every word, every glance, every move… He was past caring that maybe this wasn't right, that it may very well be his biggest mistake, but mistakes never felt this good, this just felt right, so right, nearly too right… And then there was that wet tongue that started to explore his lips and all he could do was parting his lips and taste that tongue that came venturing further and further… Jeff wasn't sure he should do it, but he wanted it so bad, taste him, deepen their kiss, he just let go of all the doubt that he had and embraced that sensation… They couldn't say how long it lasted, and after their kiss had ended their gazes melted, green into green, for another long moment…
Glen hated daylight as he put the pillow over his head and sighed, he was still too tired for the clock to show already 8, all he wanted was to turn it back and go back to sleep for another couple of hours but he knew that wasn't possible, so he decided on just dozing another half hour or so… Little could he know that Dave was tossing in his bed with him on his mind, sweaty and moaning, one hand on his chest playing with a nipple as the other was moving up and down on his member very near to completion…
Jeff and Mark weren't that far, there bodies were pressed against each other, huddling, and their gazes were melted, but the confusion that still lingered in them was too present to let them take it all the way, it wasn't what they were after anyways, not for the moment, they were seeking answers to the feelings that were growing in them, "I… Mark…", Jeff's hand caressed the line of his lips, he was trying to find something reasonable to say "I… I don't know why I feel this way but I love it", Mark smiled "I don't think you're the only one", grinning Jeff mumbled "Wouldn't have thought I take a that big liking in someone who'd just beat the shit out of me", "Same here", Jeff kissed him tenderly "Stop flattering me like that, I may get the feeling you trying to get me laid", Mark was at a loss, but at an amused loss, grinning like he hadn't in a long time, "You're such an ass Hardy", "Matt?" Jeff turned and looked around, "Oh, I just thought you were talking to my brother", Mark burst out in laughter, pulling Jeff closer, "You're insane…", "That's what you love about me", "You may very well be right about that Jeff", their lips melted into a deep kiss…
(Yes I am an evil person and I feel right about ending this chapter here lol, but rest assured that the next one is in work, I am too curious myself as how it will continue ;-))