Disclaimer: This is it guys, I'm close to the end. I'm think a chapter or two more. Also thinking of doing another multi chapter. Probably an AU, if anyone wants to throw some characters out I'll see what I can do.
This was it. The moment that would defy his true freedom. He was standing outside the Verizon Wireless, his green eyes taking it all in. It felt like this was his first match all over again and he guessed in a sense it was. This match would define him, not only as a wrestler but as a man. Jeff jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder, only relaxing when he heard the voice to go with it.
"You don't need to stand out here in the open like this. Who knows when he'll show up." Punk's voice was soft yet firm telling Jeff that there was no way he could argue with him, and he wasn't going to. He didn't want to chance Mark seeing him before he made his way down the ramp tonight. The look on his face would be priceless. Hunter had told Jeff that Mark only knew that he was getting a surprise opponent. That it's a ladder match for the title. He had also said that Taker hadn't liked the idea but went along with the surprise element because he wanted to see what 'stupid rookie had the balls big enough to take on the challenge.' Phil had taken Jeff's hand and was leading him inside, to the locker room Hunter had arranged just for them.
"Maybe you were right. Maybe this is a bad idea." Jeff stated a bit overwhelmed with this right now. As he was looking around the room that seemed to be getting smaller, his breathing picked up and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. What was going on with him? This was his idea and he had made up his mind that this was something he had to do but now he was pussying out?
"What do you mean this is a bad idea? You're the one who made me agree to this and now I'm committed. Baby you can do this. Do you wanna know how I know? You're one of the strongest men I know and definitely the most stubborn. Jeffrey Nero Hardy, you can do this." Leave it to Phil to make him agree to something that was his idea in the first place. Sighing Jeff sat down on the couch that seemed to accompany all locker rooms, and smiled up at his boyfriend.
"What would I do without you?" Punk innocently shrugged and kissed his temple.
"Crash and burn." And he was right. Without Punk, Jeff probably would have been in a very dark place right now. And it wouldn't be the first time he visited that place. The older man leaned against his boyfriend as soon as he sat down, long fingers immediately immersing themselves into Jeff's soft blonde hair.
"Phil I'm scared." He had no idea why he said it besides the fact that it was true. He just knew he had to say it. First step to recovery is admittance right? At least that's what he had always been told.
"I know, me too. But everything's going to be fine. Everyone will be in the back waiting for you when the match is over." Jeff knew that of course he did but what if when Mark saw Jeff he didn't want to wrestle but just took him and ran. There were multiple ways out of the arena and the fans would probably just think it was part of the show. He didn't voice anymore of his fear, however. What would be the point? He would only bring about more worry over the whole situation. Closing his eyes, Jeff started to think, analyze really. He knew this wasn't a match to where one of the two competitors was scheduled to win. Jeff had specifically asked for that. If this was going to happen he was going to see if he actually had a chance against the much larger man. Did he believe he had a chance? Depends. Depends on which Mark he got and how he strategized. Of course he wouldn't know which to prepare for until he got out to the ring. Well he'd find out in a couple of hours wouldn't he? Snuggling into the slightly younger male, Jeff sighed. For now he was content and that was all he needed.
Punk knew his boyfriend was still scared and he wished he could make it all better but he couldn't and it killed him. Metaphorically, of course. As his fingers stroked absentmindedly he could feel Jeff's breathing start to slow meaning he was starting to fall asleep and he was going to let him. It'd be good for him to get some rest before tonight. So instead of disturbing him, Phil just made himself a little more comfortable, turned on the television that was in the room and let Jeff lie against him. As he sat there for about an hour, Matt and Amy had come in seemingly checking on the younger Hardy.
"How's he doing?" Matt asked as he sat down in a folding chair he found by the door and set up in front of them. Phil looked down at the sleeping man and shrugged as much as he could in his position without disturbing his boyfriend.
"He was freaking out earlier but he'll be alright. He's going to be scared until all this is over but when it is, he can finally put it all behind him." Matt nodded still a little uneasy with the whole thing even though he didn't admit it out loud, Punk could tell. Hell if he was honest he was a little uneasy about it as well but he also knew it was for the better. Jeff moved in his arms only to snuggle himself further into the side of the couch. Punk smirked at the sight gaining a soft laugh from the other male in the room.
"You really love him don't you?" Punk turned his attention over to Matt and raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I do." And in that moment he knew. Knew what would be coming next in his life. Their life. It was so obvious and had probably been staring him in the face for quite some time now. Maybe he'd think about it more, when everything was back to normal.
"Ya know I wasn't sure about you at first. I wasn't even sure about you after you stood up to me at Jeff's house. I thought you might be with him for money or something like that but when I saw how you reacted when Mark took him, the genuine hatred of the guy and how committed to the search you were, I knew I was wrong about you." Well that was nice to hear. Phil smiled and took the compliment wanting to say something but not knowing what. He hadn't expected that at all. So instead he just mustered up a small nod of gratitude. Amy however, hit Matt and just gave him this look. He couldn't quite explain it but he was pretty sure the older Hardy was gonna be in some deep shit. It was okay though, Punk knew what he was trying to get at.
"We'll come back in a bit, let him sleep for a short while." Amy practically drug Matt out of the locker room and upon their exit the door had ended up slamming shut. So much for letting Jeff sleep, Punk thought to himself as the slightly older male groaned and then stretched awake.
"What was that?" He asked, his voice still holding it's sleepy tone.
"Matt and Amy just came by to check in. They'll be back in a bit."
"Oh." Was his only reply as he pulled himself into a sitting position. His eyes were still kind of shut as he just sat there and for a minute Punk had thought he had fallen back asleep but then those eyes opened to reveal the beautiful greens Punk just loved to stare into.
"Hey can you help me paint my arm?" Okay so that was random. Punk was so confused at the question and he knew it showed on his face because Jeff just shook his head.
"I'm hardly an artist, Jeff." His boyfriend smiled and stood up going over to the bag he brought, pulling out some paint. When had he even packed that?
"That's okay I'm not asking for one. Just gonna need you to do simple elementary school flames."
"Oh yeah just simple flames? Why didn't you say so in the first place?" Phil could barely draw a stick figure and here Jeff was wanting him to do some sort of flame thing on his arm. This was a recipe for disaster. Jeff rolled his eyes in the way that he does whenever he was annoyed and just shoved a brush into Punk's hand. The younger male blew out a breath before shaking his head and getting to work.
Jeff had been pacing back and forth in the locker room practically wearing a hole through the floor when a knock finally came at the door. Hunter's head popped in telling him it was time and Jeff nodded telling him he'd be right there. He turned towards his lover who gave him a reassuring smirk. He had been told repeatedly that they would be right there should anything go wrong tonight and he didn't doubt that they would have his back. He just doubted that he was ready for this. Taking a deep breath, Jeff opened the locker room door and, with Phil and Matt flanking his sides, made his way to the guerilla. He closed his eyes trying to get mentally prepared for what he was sure would be the beating of his life. He even jumped up and down, side to side and even brought his knees to his chest a couple of times. As soon as his music hit Jeff's eyes popped open and the Charismatic Enigma took over. He flashed a wink towards his lover and pushed his way through the curtain. Jeff was glad his persona had taken over it allowed him to do his entrance at least. As he made his way down the ramp he noticed the way Mark was looking at him. He could tell the older man was passed and he had backed up on the ramp a bit thinking of backing out but when he saw that bike that Taker loved so much a plan formed in his head. Smirking to himself, Jeff went up to the motorcycle, hopped on it like he was doing a trick and when Undertaker got out of the ring he quickly slid into it waited for Taker to turn around and smashed the ladder into him. It was the beginning of a brutal fight.
Almost 20 minutes later after being hit with chairs and ladders and after being chokeslammed off the top of a twenty foot ladder Jeff laid in the middle of the ring trying to catch his breath. He had remembered once that Mark had said that if Jeff ever left him he would leave a broken mess. With this thought in his mind Jeff willed himself to his feet. Mark might have won the match but he couldn't let him have the satisfaction of leaving Jeff helpless in the middle of the ring. Jeff noticed Taker was coming back to the ring and he was sure it was to take him but instead he just delivered 'the Last Ride' then went to leave again. Once more Jeff made it to his feet, well almost and signaled for a microphone.
"Hey!" he screamed into it once the skeptical announcer handed it to him, his voice breaking a bit.
"Hey! You haven't broke me, Taker! You haven't broke me! I'm still standing, help from the ropes I'm standing." Why couldn't he just leave well enough alone? Mark had started making his way back to the ring, shock all over his face. Taker tossed the ladder that was still in the ring to the side and grabbed Jeff, pulling him to his feet and leaning him against the ropes. He then grabbed his hair and started as if to punch him but then stopped. Jeff looked up at him scared and confused all at the same time, waiting for the blow. It never came though. Instead Mark patted the side of his head then raised his hand. As soon as his hand was let go, Jeff dropped to the mat. He was free, truly free. Rolling out of the ring, Jeff made his way to the back to find Phil and once he did he was embraced in his lover's arms.
"You did it, baby." Phil whispered in his ear as Jeff's head dropped on his shoulder.
"Let's get you back to the hotel." Punk suggested and Jeff nodded his head in immediate agreement. All he wanted was to take a nice long hot shower and fall into bed. He pulled back from his boyfriend, his hand sliding into Phil's. Jeff's eyes fell on Punk's face as he talked to Matt and his thoughts went from wanting to sleep to wanting to do other activities that involved the bed. His eyes moved down to Punk's moving lips and he hadn't realized he was staring until someone nudged into him. Jeff tore his eyes away from the memorizing sight to see Amy on his other side just smiling. He blushed a bit before he heard his name being called from his other side.
"What?" He asked his boyfriend. Punk smirked before answering his question.
"I asked if you wanted to get something to eat. Matt said he and Amy are gonna go someplace."
"Um… no. Let's just go back to the hotel." Jeff bit the inside of his lip hoping that Punk noticed the movement and when he saw his boyfriend's eyes darken the tiniest bit he had his answer. Punk definitely got what he meant. Matt, however, had understood as well and just rolled his eyes, telling the couple that he's see them tomorrow. If they got out of bed, Jeff added in his mind. They continued walking until they got to the locker room and once there Jeff threw all his belongings into his duffle bag wanting to get to the hotel as soon as possible. Punk raised an eyebrow at the actions of his boyfriend and that oh so sexy smirk crossed his lips as he shook his head and opened the door.
"After you." That smirk still on his face as Jeff walked past him. As they were leaving Punk slapped his ass and he feigned scandal for all of two seconds before he grabbed his lover's hand, practically dragging him to the rental.
The ride back to the hotel was… one to remember. Phil had almost wrecked the car because Jeff thought it would be a great to give him head whilst he was driving. Now they were in the elevator, with another couple it seemed, and Jeff was blatantly teasing him by pressing his ass against Punk's pelvis. It wasn't too noticeable so the couple stuck in the small confinement didn't seem to notice but Phil's dick sure did. It was getting harder by the second. Once the elevator stopped at their floor he gently propelled Jeff out the door and down the hall to their room. As soon as the door closed behind them Punk attached his mouth to any part of visible skin he could find. Jeff voiced his appreciation, loudly. His moan making Punk's cock twitch.
"I'm gonna make sure that by the end of the night everyone in this hallway knows my name." Punk breathed into Jeff's ear making the older man catch his breath. He didn't even give him time to process what he said any longer before he ripped Jeff's shirt from his body
"Didn't you want to take a shower?" He asked seductively while reaching around to the front of his lover's pants to unbutton them. Jeff's hand stopped his as he turned around and locked his green eyes on Phil's own olive greens. He didn't say anything as he led Punk to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Jeff started to take Punk's clothes from his body, slowly and with purpose. He knew just how to touch him to elicit the responses he wanted. Like when his fingers 'accidentally' grazed Punk's groin as he was undoing his jeans or the soft kiss he placed on his hip bone when the jeans were fully off. Jeff the shimmied out of his own pants before stepping into the shower and looking behind him to see if Punk would follow. Of course he would follow. As soon as he stepped into the shower Jeff pressed his naked body against his own, back to front. Phil's dick was nestled nicely into the crease of Jeff's ass and the older male moved his hips much like he had in the elevator driving Punk insane. All of a sudden though the movement stopped and when his eyes opened again Jeff was down on his knees him, the water cascading down around him as he took Punk's cock inside his warm mouth. His eyes never left Jeff's as he sucked him off, the scene before him was just too memorizing to do so. The pressure Jeff used hollowed his cheeks and that fucking tongue would be the death of Phil. He almost brought Punk to his breaking point but out if nowhere he stopped his task and stood. The younger male couldn't handle it anymore, he pushed Jeff against the shower wall and immediately Jeff's long legs wrapped around his waist as he shoved his now fully hard dick into Jeff's tight silky haven. His lover bit his lip to keep from crying out but that wasn't what he wanted at all.
"Oh come on baby, I think we can do better than that." Phil chuckled and slammed back into his boyfriend. Sure this could be described as borderline brutal but Jeff never complained, in fact he egged Punk on by licking and nipping as his neck. But he wouldn't let go, he barely let out quiet moans. Reaching behind him Punk turned off the shower and, still buried deep inside Jeff, took them to the bedroom. He only pulled out of Jeff to playfully toss him onto the bed. The blonde seductively crawled his way up the bed and motioned for Punk. Sometimes he reminded Punk of a woman in some of his movements although he supposed that's why he topped and Jeff bottomed. Jeff was the 'female' of the relationship. And he seemed perfectly fine with it. As Punk kneeled, Jeff was immediately upon him. His lips on his chest, his neck then finally his mouth. He had quickly learned that when Jeff wanted something he stopped at nothing to get it.
"I thought you were gonna make me scream your name." Jeff smirked biting Punk's lip a bit, taking the silver ring between his teeth. Phil grabbed his boyfriend's waist and pulled him against the younger male. His hands kept him close as he assaulted him with his own mouth, his tongue colliding with Jeff's until he gained dominance. He lost it when he heard Jeff's moan of appreciation against his mouth. He picked up Jeff by the hips and tossed him back first onto the bed. He wanted Jeff to look at him while he was inside of him. He let Jeff wet two of his fingers then nudged open his boyfriend's legs with his knee. Slipping one of those long wet digits inside of Jeff's tight pucker, he started working it, making sure Jeff was comfortable before slipping the second finger inside and scissoring. He kept it up until Jeff was begging for his dick. Power play? Yeah but a perfectly innocent one. Chuckling, mainly to himself, Punk pulled his fingers out, spit on his hand a bit to smear over his member since he forgot lube then pushed into his well prepped boyfriend. Jeff still gasped at the entrance. Phil set a slow yet steady pace, relishing the small gasps and other sounds falling from Jeff's lips. The more noises he made caused Punk to move faster which in turn elicited even more wondrous noises. Jeff had apparently decided that he wanted to take over the show as he suddenly burst into an upright position and forced Punk onto his back. Jeff licked Punk's cock before sinking back down onto and started to ride him. Jeff looked so fucking hot bouncing up and down on Punk's dick that he had thought maybe next time he would bring a camera into play. Just for the fun of it. Phil took Jeff's much neglected hardness into his hand and started to stroke which actually made Jeff yelp. He even faltered in his hip movement, stopping to throw his head back and whine. Punk didn't want to stop, in fact he was far from stopping. Pulling Jeff off of him he made the older man get on his hands and knees before pushing back inside his lover.
"Fuck…Phil!" It wasn't as loud as he would have hoped but it was a start and something he would definitely work on. Starting right now. He started a steady pace that only got faster as the seconds went on and not long after that he found Jeff's sweet spot, eliciting a plethora of 'Phil's' , 'yes's' and even a few 'fuck's'. Jeff's moans and cries only got louder as they kept going and Punk kept hitting his love bundle.
"Baby…I'm…I'm gonna come…mmm" Jeff breathed out, moving backwards to meet Phil's thrusts. Without any more notice Jeff came all over the bed in front of him along with Punk's hand which had been stroking him. As Jeff came down from his orgasm Punk's hit him hard. His seed filled Jeff to the brim. He stayed buried deep within his lover for a few moments longer before he pulled out and watched his cum trickle out of Jeff's pucker. Jeff then fell forward and started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Punk asked truly curious. It didn't seem like a good thing for someone to laugh after sex.
"That was…. oh my god that was amazing."
"Why thank you." The younger man smirked his ego obviously liking the appreciation.
"Well yes you were too but I was talking about the fact that I actually got away from Mark. No one just gets away from Mark when he wants them." Jeff sounded so pleased with himself and Punk couldn't help but to smile as well.
"I got away Phil. I actually got away!" he was borderline psychotic when he giggled and Punk was starting to worry a bit but then Jeff turned around to face his boyfriend who was now lying down beside him, a mischievous look on his face.
"Ready for round two?" Jeff asked waggling his eyebrows as he crawled on top of the younger man. Looks like it was going to be a long night for the two of them.
A/N: I know, I know it took forever but it's finally up and hopefully worth the wait. Now if you haven't seen the match mentioned in the chapter I advise you to. It's one of my all time favorite matches. I can remember sitting in the living room watching it with my dad and being positively crushed at the outcome but it's still an amazing match.