Adult-FanFiction.org : Celebrity

You	By : CrimsonCoin Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 3596 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-You
- 1
TITLE: You

AUTHOR: Crimson Coin crimson_coin@yahoo.com

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I always owned nothing. I will always own nothing.

Rating: NC17.

Summery: Lita and Jeff react to Jeff's newest story line

Timeline: March 2003

Content: Intense sexual situations.

Archiving: You are more than welcome, just let me know.
+++

"Whatt'a ya talkin about?" Jeff hollered.

Lita's eyes narrowed. "Ya know exactly what I'm talking about. I'm not blind, Jeff. I saw everything from backstage."

"What?"

"I saw the way you act around her. The way your eyes pop outta your head. And you just couldn't resist it could ya. You had to kiss her. You had to kiss Trish."

Jeff's eyes widened. So that's what she's talking about. Twenty minutes of beating around the bush and finally she just came out and said it. "It didn't mean anything."

She rolled her eyes, walking to the other side of their hotel room and leaning against the wall. "Bullshit. Just bullshit, ok? You touched your lips afterwards for fucks sake."

"I wiped 'em off!" He yelled. "I practically threw up backstage."

She violently pushed off the wall. "Why do you keep lying to me? Just stop it."

"I ain't lying." Jeff stood directly in front of her. "I lost a bet and I had to, ok? God, woman, why does it matter so much to ya?"

The slightest blush rose to her cheeks, but her angry stare counter acted it. "You know what, Fuck you, Jeff. Just fuck you." She turned grabbing a towel. "I'm taking a shower, try to cool off." She opened the bathroom door, pausing a moment then looking back at him, a sad glint in her eye. "Ya know, I don't think you know what you want anymore."

She shut the door and Jeff stood there alone and dumbfounded. Is she right? He shook his head, sitting down on the edge of the bed. No, she was wrong. There was a time when he wanted Trish, back during the WCW Invasion. When she kissed him, he kissed her back. But since then, Trish changed. She wasn't the fun loving, modest girl that he'd fallen for. The title, the push, everything had gotten to the little blonde's head.

He sighed, lying back on the bed, his head in his hands as he stared at the ceiling. They had been together for a little while. Lita had set them up soon after the Invasion Bra and Panties match. Jeff could actually say he was happy. Being the shyer of two brothers, he was always nervous when it came to the sex. Trish was only the second girl he'd ever been with and she was more 'experienced.' But she was good about it, showing him new things and styles. In a way, Trish freed him from his fears of intimacy; if anything he owed her that.

But when she won the six pack challenge at Survivor Series, Jeff couldn't help but be confused. With competitors like Jazz, Ivory and Molly, hell even Lita, Trish was still the one in there with the least ring experience. Why did management choose her to win?

He closed his eyes, his mind wandering back to that day. That day he walked in on Trish. He would never be able to forget it. How two weeks later, he walked in on Trish, Hunter's cock in her mouth. Yes, the man was on the injured list, but he still like to travel with the company. Go figure.

He ground his teeth. So that was how she won. When you fuck a McMahon, you have more power than God. And when you blow the guy who's fucking a McMahon, you win the title. Hell, that was the most painful experience of his life. Like someone hit him with a frying pan, and the image was permanently burned into his retinas.

Jeff took some time off work, going home for about a month, asking Vince if he could have off till the Rumble. Vince agreed, albeit, without pay. Grimy bastard was worse than Scrooge. But Jeff didn't care, he just had to get away. And he did.

In the weeks that followed, Jeff had turned to drugs and whores. Thinking back on it, it was probably a stupid decision, but it sure as hell felt right at the time. Pot, Cocaine, LSD, he'd had them all. And one night, the beginning of January he stood at his hotel room door, handing over $150 to that blonde bimbo, whatshername. That's when he saw her. Those sad green eyes meeting his yellow and bloodshot. He hadn't seen the redhead in about a month, but apparently she'd been looking for him for about as long.

Somehow, Lita managed to break through to him that night. Open his eyes, convince him to stop. He finally cried. Right in her arms, like a fucking toddler. She didn't laugh or bring it up again though. He gave up the hardcore drugs for her. She practically begged him to stop, and he couldn't stand the pain and fear in her eyes. Cold Turkey. BAM! Right there, never again. All for her, because she asked.

It was a bitch, but he'd managed. Downside was that he hadn't been the same. All the heroin and acid made its long lasting impression and he'd never be the same. Nerve tinges, Random vertigo, slower motor skills, he'd be paying the rest of his life. Even to the day, he still had trouble with coordination. He could still function but Jeff Hardy was no longer the same.

Lita had been the one constant, right by his side. Those first few weeks, she'd stay with him, holding him as the withdrawal convulsions hit. When he'd be needing a high, she always kept him solid. He'd lost all faith in himself and began using her as motivation. Months later, it had worked. He'd returned to the ring full force, gotten over Trish, and fallen in love with his brother's girlfriend.

When exactly it happened, Jeff didn't know. But he'd first realized it when she got the news about her neck, finding out she'd be missing at least one year of her career. And the months on the road without her solidified it. Cliché as it is, you don't see what's in front of you till you lose it.

He grew to hate his brother, having the most amazing woman alive, and the idiot didn't even realize it. Their book had proven it. Back in October, she'd read the draft. Matt, the prick that he is, basically called Lita his hot best friend who gives him sex. She left him soon after, finding Jeff at home and falling into his arms, crying. He hated seeing her like that, so sad and lost.

The two had shared a room ever since, just being for each other. It had been months since either had talked to Matt, although Jeff had to travel with his brother for the book signings. But it wasn't hard to act, and the fans wouldn't suspect a thing.

So what did he really want? Fame? Nah, it wasn't everything it's thought to be. Money? Hell, he had that. Her. That's what he wanted. Just her.

Jeff sat up on the bed, looking at himself in the mirror. Tired, he looked so completely drained. Resilient, he stood, insistent on letting her know. He didn't even bother knocking, simply opened the door and walked in.

The room was already slightly hazy, the steam emanating from behind the curtain. The sweet fragrant aromas of her shampoo and body wash filled his nostrils. He inhaled deeply, loving the scent he recognized as her. With one fluid motion, he pulled open the curtain.

Her head turned, wide eyed and shocked, but she simply turned her body, leaning into her hip as her arms crossed impatiently over her chest. "What is it now? I was busy."

He kept his eyes on her face, however hard that was. Sometimes she managed to amaze him. The way she wasn't shy in the least about her body, like right now. Most women would have screamed and tried to cover up. Not Lita. She knew she had great curves and plus, in her eyes, it was only Jeff. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts as she cocked a brow at him. "I know what I want."

She shook her head, flipping her hair behind her shoulder as she ran a hand through those red locks. "And what is that?"

Jeff felt the burning engulf him. The water spilling down her arms, pounding against that beautifully tanned skin. Those entrancing eyes, full lips, powerful curves. It drove him wild.

"Spit it out." She said. "What?"

He leaned towards, hooking a finger under her chin, bringing her closer to him. "More." He breathed as his lips touched hers, so soft and gentle. He wouldn't deepen the kiss, just kept his lips barely on hers for only a moment. Then he pulled back, his eyes meeting hers and he offered a sad smile at Lita's shocked expression.

He turned to leave and as he closed the door behind him; Lita reached up, touching her lips with her fingers.

"Jeff." She called; following him out, seemingly not caring that she was still naked and dripping.

He turned to her, sad eyed, his gaze focused on her face. He simply stared, not saying anything, just watching her silently.

She spun, grabbing one of the spare towels and wrapping it around her body, covering up so slightly. "Why did you kiss her?"

"I needed closure." Jeff breathed. "Just to make sure I still felt nothing for her. That my heart did change."

"Then what was that going on with the flirting and all."

Jeff sighed. "Vince was upset at first that I did it. But he said the fans loved it so the writing staff decided to stick with it. I thought you knew that."

"I did. I just didn't want to see it. Just wished it didn't have to be like that."

"I'm sorry."

"I still love Matt." She said, changing the direction of the conversation.

"I know. And I know that Matt loves you. But I also know he'd never tell ya. Or show ya the way you needed to know."

Lita ducked her head. "Do you think it's possible to be in love with two people?"

He cocked his head. "Honestly? Yeah, I do."

"I still love Matt, but I think I'm falling in love with you too." She shook her head, letting out a soft chuckle. "I can really pick 'em, huh. Brothers."

"Heh. I gottcha." Jeff smiled. "I don't know when it happened. But I know I fell for you. You were the only one who understood me. Unorthodox and all. Like me. No other girl ever accepted that. You did."

Lita smiled, looking up at him with a slight blush on her cheeks. "That's part of your charm, Jeff Hardy."

Jeff reached up, shyly rubbing the back of his neck, embarrassed and looking down. "Yeah. I guess you could say that."

"Believe me when I say that I know you aren't your brother."

"Of course I'm not." Jeff said, all seriousness in his voice as his eyes met hers. "I can tell you that you're beautiful. And that I love you."

Her eyes softened, an easy smile making its way onto her lips. "He never said that to me. Like he just couldn't bring himself to say it and I was expected to just know."

"Sometimes, knowing ain't enough. Sometimes, ya just need to hear it."

She nodded. "Say it again." Her voice soft.

Jeff smiled, warmly, leaning towards her so she could feel his moist hot breath on her lips. "You're beautiful and I love you."

She smiled back, letting the towel drop from her body as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head to her in a sound embrace. Swiftly, he banded his arms around her, pulling her flush against him as he began to return the kiss.

When her tongue wrapped around his, he lifted her up, cradling her against his powerful chest. He carried her to the bed, lying her down and he broke the kiss, settling next to her. Her eyes slowly opened, meeting his a mere second before he pressed his lips to hers again. Fiercely plunging his tongue into her mouth.

Her hands came up, one tangling in his hair as the other cupped the back of his head. She returned the kiss with equal the passion, equal the hunger. She inhaled from him, the man growling at the feeling and soon he reciprocated her actions, breathing the air from her lungs. He broke the kiss, the two eyeing each other, panting. "Do you want this?" she asked.

His eyes widened at her question. "Of course I do. The question is: do you want me?"

With a quick nod, she reached over, fisting what she could of his goatee and pulling him to her. There lips met with hunger as Jeff raked his hands through her hair and he ran them down her back. She pushed herself up against him, and he growled when he felt himself go hard against her. Damn she was killing him.

She groaned herself, the feel of his erection pushing against her and she pulledselfself from him with a chuckle. "That was quick."

"I have amazin control." He said with a smile then latched onto her throat.

She tilted her head, running her hands over his back. "Mmmmm oh really. I have more control than you."

He pulled from her. "Is that a challenge?" a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Whadda you think?"

"Oh this is sooooo a challenge."

She cocked a brow, eyeing him up and down. "Well I'm already naked, so you better be too." She attacked his shirt, ripping it over his head then crushing her lips to his as he settled on top of her. They continued to kiss, the wonders Jeff could do with his tongue causing Lita to curl her toes into the bed. God, he was amazing. She pulled her mouth from his as he stroked his hands up her sides. "God, Jeff."

With a light laugh, he smiled, ducking his head to her breast and sucking her nipple into his mouth. She arched off the bed, gripping his hair ever so tightly as he swirled his tongue around then moved a little lower, licking at the underside of her breast before continuing to the other side. He placed soft kisses all around the swell and underside, teasing one spot with his tongue then worrying another with his teeth, never actually touching her nipple. "JEFF PLEASE." She arched further into him and he complied, sucking her roughly into his mouth as he slowly traced his hand down her stomach, toying with the soft flaps of her sex.

When she pushed him completely off of her, his eyes met hers, wide and worried as she sat up. "Lita, wha..."

"Pants off now." She flipped her hair, all the locks now falling over her chest, draped beautifully over the opposite shoulder. "Let's take a look at you."

He turned his back, unzipping his pants and pulling them and his boxers down and off and tossing them somewhere in the room. With a nervous exhale, he turned back to her, her eyes skimming his body and eventually settling on his groin, an unreadable expression on her face.

She licked her lips, her eyes growing dark. "Come here." And she opened her arms for him.

With a nervous smile he crawled to her, his body brushing against hers as he touched his lips to the place between her breasts. Slowly he trailed up her throat and finally crashing against hers. She responded instantly, wrapping her arms around his neck and fisting his hair. He ground elf elf against her, bringing a moan from the woman beneath him. She tickled her fingers around his neck, eventually settling on his cheeks, cupping his face in her hands.

She slowed the kiss, pulling away from him slightly, but with a sly smile he ground himself to her again, his hardened cock pressing against her abdomen. Her mouth opened slightly in a little gasp as her head tilted back at the feeling. But she quickly controlled herself placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I love..." a kiss. "your mouth." A kiss. "But I need..." a kiss, her voice now darkening, and desire truly showing. "It elsewhere."

"Yes, Ma'am." He answered with a smile and he traveled down her body, his hands following softly caressing her sides. He placed soft kisses all around her abdomen, plunging his tongue into her navel a moment before venturing his hands lower, running them gently over her mound then trailing them over her inner thighs. He lowered his head, just breathing over her, kissing her shaven mound softly, letting only the tip of his tongue touch her.

"Stop ... Teasing ... Me" she panted as her fired eyes met his.

He ran his tongue over the top part of the slit of her sex, then he looked up at her. "Fine then. You have the control." With that said, he moved up towards her, lying on his back. When her eyes shone with confusion, he only grabbed her waist, bringing her up onto her knees and positioning himself right underneath her, her knees fitted at either side of his head. She looked at him, wide-eyed and flushed, though more from embarrassment than anything else. He offered a warm smile. "Don't worry. Be wanton for me, Lita. Be free." He reached, up with his hands, spreading her folds. "Let me love you. Control it."

He plunged his tongue into her then, the woman gripping the head board of the bed as her head flew back, her hair brushing over his chest. Almost involuntarily her hips bucked against his face and he chuckled. "That's my girl. Come on. Let go." He delved into her again, his tongue thrusting in and out once ... twice. Then she moved her hips as if she was trying to place his head where she wanted the pleasure. With another chuckle and a smile, he complied, running his tongue over her clit with rapid flicks and licks.

"Oh God!" she cracked out, moving again and he stiffened his tongue, curling it slightly and plunging it into her. This time she relaxed, and Jeff could feel her letting go, giving into the fire that burned, the desire she felt. Viciously, she slammed herself harder onto his face and Jeff growled at her aggression, more turned on then he ever thought. Soon he only kept his tongue stiff, his hands fiercely gripping her hips as Lita managed to completely work herself against him.

Then she stilled, dragging herself across his body, her juices flowing onto his chest as she pressed against him every bit of the waJeffJeff licked his lips as she settled onto his hips. Her taste deliciously female; something distinctly Lita, something distinctly feminine, God, he loved that taste. She crushed her mouth to his, kissing him so soundly that Jeff's head was spinning. Then with a lecherous grin, she kissed his chin, slowly running her tongue down and around his adam's apple. She continued down his chest, lapping and nibbling at his skin gathering her own juices up as well.

Jeff threw his head back, tangling his hands in her hair and her actions nearly causing him to explode before she even reached him. "God, Lita!" He groaned and she sat up on his thighs, eyeing him. Quickly he sat up, cupping his hand under her and sticking two fingers inside swiftly, bringing a yelp from the redhead. He pulled them out and lying back down, sucked the slicked digits into his mouth. "I love the way... you taste. So ... sweet."

She smiled, shaking her head, and reaching down herself, gathering some of her juices on her fingers. Then with her other hand on his thighs for support, she leaned towards him, wiping her fingers over his mouth and he shot his tongue out, wrapping it around each one, trying to get as much off as he could. "This...will just have to hold you. I'm doing a little..." she let out a staggered breath as he bucked against her, his hot groin rub aga against her hot heat. "Taste test of my own."

Jeff groaned at the look in her eye and he rolled around the taste of her in his mouth as she moved down his body, running those long delicate fingers over his sweaty skin as she settled between his thighs. His head tilted back as she ducked her head, those red locks brushing over his abs and groin. She placed soft kisses all around his base, being careful not to actually touch him with her mouth yet. His body tensed, arching slightly into her, soft whimpers escaping his lips as he begged for her touch. "Please baby."

She smiled. "Mmmm. Big boy, aren't we." And she gripped him by the base, stroking her hand up and down before licking a long slow trail up the underside of his shaft.

He hissed. "If you don't... do something ... fast ... I'm gonna ... explode."

As soon as the words left his mouth, she engulfed him, taking as much as she could into her hot wet mouth. His head flew back so hard he hit the headboard. But Jeff didn't care, all he could think about was her mouth on him, the suction, her tongue at the underside and his head rubbing against the roof of her mouth. What she couldn't take, she wrapped her hand around, using his sweat and her saliva as a lubricant as she stroked him with each bob of her head.

He tensed, moaning out her name and Lita let out a little hum, increasing her pace. With a shaky hand, Jeff reached for her, his fingers touching her shoulder and she looked up at him, not at all stopping what she was doing. His dark eyes widened. "Get up here. Now."

With a smirk, she obliged, sliding up his body and crushing her lips to his. His arms banded around her and he flipped them, lying on top of her, her pelvis anchored beneath his as she spread her legs, hooking her feet into the backs of his knees. He hovered just outside her and as he began to push, her eyes flew open. "Jeff, wait."

He stopped, pulling himself from her. "What? What is it? I'm sorry. Are you ok?"

She bit her lip, her breathing labored. She desperately needed to be filled, but nervousness shone through her eyes. "It's just that ... you ... " She flushed a deep red as she trailed off.

Jeff smiled, pressing his lips to hers, mumbling against them. "It's ok. I know. I'll be gentle." He knew Lita had only been with two other guys. He also knew that he was a bit larger then the average guy. And from that look she'd given him earlier, he was probably the biggest one she'd be with.

He started to enter her again, this time the redhead arching against him. A little whimper escaped her lips and Jeff caressed a hand down her side and over her thigh. "Shhhh. Relax baby. It's ok." With that said, she sighed and he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her as he continued to push into her.

He felt so good, so wondrously thick and long. "God, Jeff." She moaned mindlessly against his lips. "You're so big." She dug her heels harder into his calves.

"Lita." He growled out as he was fully seated within her. Damn no girl had ever been able to take him fully. He fit perfectly, and it felt amazing and he rocked his hips. Slowly he began to move, carefully easing out of her then pushing back in. He pushed himself up on his hands, balancing on either side of her as he picked up the pace.

Her hands rubbing his chest, abdomen, and back, she couldn't help but slam herself back onto him. "Please, baby. Harder."

With a growl he complied, pulling out further and crashing harder into her. She moaned his name with each powerful slam of his hips. God, how he filled her like no man ever had. His hips pivoted slightly with each thrust, focusing on a different spot of her tunnel with each entrance. He was driving her wild, so attentive, so controlled, so aggressive but still gentle. "Love ... you." He managed.

She smiled at his words, her hips bucking wildly against his and she reached down, gathering their mingling fluids on her hand and bringing it to his mouth, wiping her fingers all over his lips. His rhythm heightened as his tongue peeked out, licking at her fingers and sucking the digits into his mouth with a hungering hum. She reached down with her other hand, gathering more of the juices and bringing it to her own lips, tasting the musky salty mixture. She'd never been so wild, so erotic before in her life. And with each vicious thrust of his cock, he freed her. He growled. "Fuck, you're ... so ... tight."

Lita opened her eyes, looking down at their coupling, entranced at the sight of his massive purple cock enveloped into her. The way he simply disappeared into her body and bringing her such pleasure. Her lips parted as she began to pant, the scent in the air and the sound of their coupling becoming too much for her too handle.

"Lita...look ... at me... when ... you cum." He panted, his eyes meeting hers as he continued his vicious assault.

"Jeff ... Oh God ... Cum with me ... baby. ... Please." Her breath heavy, her muscles tensed. "Oh God, Jeff ... Now Baby!" With a keening wail she cried out his name, his husky moan ringing out at the same time as he erupted, embedding himself further inside her as her muscles constricted around him, her legs pulling his hips even closer. He collapsed on top of her, his hips bucking against her with each little spurt of cum.

As Jeff's breathing slowed, he opened his eyes, feeling Lita's gentle hand running through his hair and caressing his back. His head pillowed against her chest, he could feel her slowing heartbeat, the slight rise and fall of her chest was hypnotic. But he pushed himself up pulling out of her and placing his forehead against hers, looking her in the eye. "Li, are yo..."

She cut him off, pressing her lips to his in a soft sensual kiss. When she pulled away, he touched a finger to his lips and she cocked a brow at him, pushing some stray locks of hair away from his face. "Touchin your lips again huh? You wiping this one off too?"

Jeff smiled, snuggling back down against her chest, her arms instinctively wrapping around him. "Not this time, honey. Not this time."

-FIN
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

You