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In the Glimpse of an Eyebeat	By : Ashura77 Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1586 -:- 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
- 6
- 7
So, this Chapter is the combined version of the chapters 16, 17 and 18 (on ff.net)
New guys arriving, I don’t own them either, I just own myself, my cat and my bass guitar, sorry… For any lending of the hot guys go and ask McMahon, who knows he may have a good day lol
Reviews are still appreciated, enjoy…
Chapter 7
Glen had a wicked smile on his face on his way over to Dave, man, he had been secretly drooling on the Animal’s massiv body since he had first laid his eyes on him, a sensation cursing through his body everytime he imagined fucking the man senseless, it was an animalistic and raw desire that managed to stirr up, he wondered momentarly if Mark felt at all the same with Jeff but pushing that away as a very stupid thought, as if Mark could ever let go of his apprehensions when it came to male-male relationships or experiences, he preferred to focus on his experiences to come. Dave had left the door open and had gotten into the bathroom, inhaling deeply, oh yes he desired that man, and he wanted him unleashed in his bed tonight, he had to admit he was a little anxious, he had heard rumors but no one who had spent a night with Kane was too eager on going on detailed explanations, all telling him to try out for himself, so he was left with the tingeling feeling of standing before a very new and unknown experience…
Mark had turned out the light and was laying on his back, his thoughts circling around the young man just a couple of feet away from him, wondering how fucked up he really was, what to do with him, how to go on from now, he still missed that frame snuggeled up to his chest, caressing his neck, his back, his lips… Mark felt his cheeks blush remembering how it had felt when they had softly kissed, nothing he had expected to feel that good, that enticing, it shouldn’t have felt that way and yet it did. His thoughts wandered of the Glen, who was about to just go through with his desires, not caring if it was a man he was fulfilling them with and Dave, man, two alpha-males who adored sharing time with each other, if he didn’t know them this good he’d end up a little disgusted, but then again, he was starting to feel the subtle beginning of such an attraction too, Mark sighed and lifted his hands over his head, stretching, and turning his head over to Jeff…
Hunter was about to close their door as he saw Glen pass and Shawn screech “Gleeeennnnn”, he just shrugged his shoulders “Shawn, it’s in the middle of the night, don’t scream like that”, Glen peeking in “Yeah, what”, Shawn showing him a nice bong “Wanna have a smoke”, Kane started to laugh “I know I said I’d be pissed if you didn’t ask, but for now I have to decline, I’ve had a better offer”, Shawn looked at him, then it dawned slowly “O Oooo, ok, have a nice eeh screw-through then”, Glen grinned at him “O I’m sure to have that… Night guys”, Adam stared at him as he closed the door “Eh, what was that about”, Hunter chuckling “Oh, I believe Dave is in for a treat”, Adam stared at the two men “Nooo”, “Oh yes”, “Wow”, Shawn passed the bong to him “Yes, there’s many wonderful things going on, need to get you updated on everything it seems”…
In one of the single rooms Mark Henry was on the phone with Matt, having to hear the older brother tell him he was screw-up since he hadn’t managed to take any pictures, “I’m sorry Matt, but I swear he has Flair and everyone on his side, I’m in for a real bad time, they saw I was looking and all, and Flair’s got his back”, “Never”, “I swear, the guy gave me a death-threat just by looking at me, and I swear a gaze from him just hurts as much as a punch”, “Are you drunk or what? He shared his drugs with you?”, Henry started to feel insulted, remembering how that Batista guy had stared him down “Matt, no, I swear man, why would I lie, Batista and the Taker threatened me, my career… The Undertaker man, I’m really in trouble”, Matt was stretching on the couch, still not really believing but not having any other choice for the moment “I’d really like to know why you’re making up those things”, Mark Henry really got upset and spat “Well, check with the hotel, he’s rooming with Glen”, “Why would someone like Kane room with my brother”, “Hell, how should I know”, there was an evil tone to Matt’s voice as he spat ”Find out, he must be paying them, or offering his body or something like that”, Henry’s voice got a little softer, feeling sorry for the younger brother all of a sudden “Matt are you not exagerating a little?”, “No, I know Jeff, and I can’t even start to understand why he’d hang with them, and even less, why they’d accept him around”, he tried with some reasoning, hoping he could calm Matt a little “Matt he’s your brother, your baby brother, I don’t think he deserves that”, “He didn’t act like the brother I’d want Mark, so don’t you dare lecturing me”, “I’m not, I’m just saying he’s your brother man, you should perhaps be glad that they accept him around and he hasn’t to stay all by himself”, “Never”, “Whatever man, listen, I’ll call you tomorrow, I’ll try to find answers, and proof”, the line went dead, leaving Mark Henry pretty shaken up, and pissed at himself that he had started this little game, but it was to late to back out now…
Flair, Hogan, together with Vince had all single rooms, but they were still standing outside Ric’s discussing the evening, Ric waiting for Vince to leave them to get Terri hooked up on the events, he wanted to have as many trustworthy people as he could on this, he even felt a slight tingle, this was somewhat spicing up his life, and helping a young wrestler along the road, what more to ask for, it took a couple of minutes for Vince to react “Ooo it’s ok, I’m leaving you guys”, “It’s nothing personal Vince”, “Whatever Flair, night guys”, Vince walked down the floor and entered his room, Ric making Terri enter his “I need to talk to you about something”, “Yeah, I was getting impatient” as he got comfortable on the couch “What is going on”, Ric opened the little fridge and took out a bottle of Scotch, two glasses and started serving them a drink, then getting down next to Terri he answered “Oh, well many things, I’m not sure yet”, Terri laughed as he took the glass “What have you gotten yourself into Ric”, a huge grin “You know me”, and some more chuckling “That’s the problem, I can only imagine the tip of the iceberg you’re about to reveal”, “And even I just know that”, Terri sighed amused and drank a sip “My my, so, what is it about”, “Jeff Hardy… Somehow his brother, but I know not much, Mark Henry too, but I’ve got no idea why and last but not least Mark, Taker” he grinned at Terri who shook his head “I’ve gotten nothing, what’s the relation there”, “Well brothers who fight, a Henry getting involved after having gotten the clear message to stay out and Mark, well he seems fond of the rainbow”, Terri didn’t react, just stared at him for a little while then started laughing “Fond of Jeff, Mark? That the result of that match? Or the events before that?”, “Who knows”, “Wait, didn’t he say never ever he would…”, Ric interrupted him chuckling “Well, the universe has it’s ways you know”, “Wow, Jeff managed a lot there, many guys will be very jalous when they’ll know the oh-so-straight Undertaker got nailed by that punk”, Ric chuckled “Relax, I don’t think that subject is up yet, it’s more a deep liking, you should have seen Mark’s eyes sparkle, it’s bordering funny I swear”, Terri added “Oh I can imagine, man, that’s just awesome”, “Yes, but hey, discretion is the key word here, and we need to take care of Henry before this spins out of control”, “Just like in old times”, “Yup, we’re just the best”…
Mark’s eyes locked with Jeff’s in the dark, who was curled somewhat, turned towards him and trying to get comfortable on his pillow “You just can’t stay calm for a sec punk”, “Hey, I’m quiet over here, you’re the one who started it now”, “I was talking about your moving around”, Jeff sighed “You didn’t even hear me before looking over”, “Yeah, and you were staring at me punk”, “Nope, I started staring when your head turned”, “And how did you see my head turn if you weren’t looking before that”, “You’re a pain Mark”, “Ooh, now I’m the pain, thanx a lot”, Jeff laughed “Hey, you start bickering, provoking, watch it, your going Michaels on me”, Mark realized Jeff was right, he was really starting to just go at him for the sheer pleasure of it “Yeah, you may be right”, “Humm, I am right”, Jeff continued trying to find the best spot to lay down, under Mark’s gaze who was wondering what was really going on with the kid, Vince’s words coming back to him, he couldn’t believe it, but if there were tests the chance of an error was small, he got comfortable too and decided to try his luck a little, perhaps he could find out what was going on, hell, he was already involved and he didn’t feel like letting go of Jeff or getting Vince on his back, “Jeff”, “Hummm”, “Are you ok?”, “What kinda question is that Mark, yes, I am ok”, “Sure?”
Jeff fidgeted a little and was glad that it was somewhat dark in the room, he wasn’t sure he knew what Mark was hinting at “Yes, sure, what’s going on? Why are you asking”, “Just like that, wanted to make sure you were ok, you know you can come to me with whatever problems you may have right”, there was little silence before Jeff answered him “Eeeh yes, but I have no problems Mark”, “Good, just know that should you ever have some I’ll be there for you”, “I appreciate that, but I’m ok, so could we stop having this conversation”, “You’re an awful lot defensive kid”, “Fuck you Mark” Jeff turned to the other side, shaking a little, he didn’t want to have to take the same crap from Mark as he had from Matt, not Mark, he started enjoying being around him, started feeling good, and now he had to start just like his brother or at least show signs he was heading that way, he didn’t need another person to try to change him and mold him into something he definetly was not, not Mark, it had started off so well and now he too started seeing things and imagining things too…
Glen stood in the doorframe as Dave got out of the bathroom “Aaah, you’re there”, “Seems that way, Dave”, “Good”, Dave got down casually on his bed and looked at Glen, mesuring him with a hungry glance, that made Glen chuckle mentally, oh yes, he was in for a treat on this one, but not yet, he got to the second bed and started to unpack, fainting obliviousness to Dave, who sat there looking at the other man, anticipating his next move, two predators, proud of their skills hunting each other, “So Dave”, the adressed man flashed a smile, cocking his head and waiting “Tell me, what’s going on with Henry”, Dave stared at him, unbelievable, the guy couldn’t mean this, Glen noticed Dave’s reaction and amused added “Ooh, that good”, Dave shook his head, well he wouldn’t be able of devouring his prey right on the spot, but patience was something he had, so he answered grinning “No, it’s for Jeff’s sake, nothing else”, “Uuh, now you got me interested”, Dave chuckled “Didn’t I have you interested before”, Glen got down on his bed and looked at him smiling “You’re too sure of yourself Batista, what are you talking about”, “Henry called Matt to gossip about Jeff”, Glen raised an eyebrow “Ooh, I may have some information for you too in that case, Jeff got a mail from his brother, read it on our way here, not really what one could expect from someone who used to constantly watch the punk’s back”, “You’re serious? Wow, that’s not cool, so they fought and Matt gets people like Henry on his bro’s back?”, “Yeah, but I think there’s more to it Dave”, Dave got up and moved over to Glen, no way he was going to stay away from him and got down behind him, one hand tracing his neck and resting on his shoulder, “There is, but this is like secret news you know”…
Mark just stared at Jeff, telling himself he should have taken it easier on his punk, he didn’t want to have him pout on him or turn like that, hell, he had enjoyed talking to him a little “Jeff… Hey Jeff, you’re not ten, don’t pout like that, I just wanted to make sure you’re ok, call me paternalizing or whatever, I just remember the kicks I gave you and the state of your body and I wanna make sure I haven’t done any damage”, there was no answer, he hadn’t really expected one, sure Jeff had heard him and sighed silently, he didn’t want to not look at him but he wasn’t ready to turn and take that discussion up again, “Yo, don’t make me come over there kid”, no reaction, and Mark slapped himself mentally for having said something like that, how could he, hell now he’d have to get over there in case of no response, “I’m not kidding Jeff”, Jeff wasn’t sure he wanted him over, hell yes he wanted him over, but he wasn’t going to tell him, maybe not responding would get him a comfortable night in Mark’s arms, one without judging and questionning, just being held by the Taker, like a couple of nights ago, that was exactly what he needed, but he wasn’t about to just have it without teasing, he raised an arm and showed Mark his middle finger before getting the arm under the covers again, grinning to himself, he could only imagine Mark’s face right now…
Mark had seen it and amused, growled “You’re serious punk?” only to have the same action repeated to him, he had to smile, the defiance and the unreasonable fearlessness that kid showed was amazing, he couldn’t keep back a chuckle “Bigger men have gone down for far less punk, you’re sure that’s the way you wanna have it?”, he had to wait but the arm raised again and he could hear a suppressed giggle as he saw the finger, “Oh I see, so, any last wishes before you die?”, there was another chuckle as Jeff started turning again and looked over at Mark, murmuring “Only wishes that would accelerate my death I suppose”, now it was Mark who chuckled “That bad?”, “I think so”, “Wow, tell me Jeff, if you had like one wish” Mark’s deep voice echoed through the silence of the room “What would it be”, “What kinda question is that”, “A serious one, I’m curious”, he could hear covers move and for a second Mark’s heart jumped as he imagined Jeff coming over to him, he tensed a little, but nothing happened and he felt even more stupid for the irrationnal and unvolontary response the sole thought of Jeff moving over had stirred up inside of him, he liked sleeping alone, he liked moving as his body wished and since his divorce that had been one of the good parts of his life, and now what, he wanted the punk to come over…
Glen was leaning his head forward giving Dave better access for the massage, he had to mentally laugh at the fact that he had originally planed it the other way round but it was really nice, “What secret?”, “Listen, I’m not sure I should tell you, but I know you can keep your mouth shut or at least I dearly hope so, and Mark knows anyways”, Glen looked up a little, intrigued as Dave continued “Apparently the punk’s in trouble, for doing stuff”, “What stuff?”, “Drugs and stuff like that”, Glen looked down, glad his head was anyways bent in that direction “Oh shit”, Dave stopped his massage and whispered “What?”, “Eeeh, yes, weed, but it wasn’t his”, “What are you talking about”, Glen sighed grinning “We had a smoke tonight, before you guys arrived, just some pot, nothing else”, “Humm, I don’t think it was weed Vince was talking about though, and you guys are bastards, I’ll join next time”, Glen laughed “I promise” then added more seriously Humm, well I didn’t see any other drugs around him”, “Ah yes true, you roomed with him”, “Yes, and as far as I can tell the kid’s clean”, “Well, we’ll find out one way or the other”, “Yes, and you’re saying Mark knows?”, “Yes, and Henry too, as does Ric Flair”, “Oh”, “Yes, they overheard Mark and me talk on the plane, that is actually the trouble with Henry, the fact he earsdropped on us and then started spreading the news to Matt”, Glen took of his shirt and handed him the precious bottle “Hey, while your at it, you may as well hype me up with this stuff”, Dave took it and checked it out “Is that what I think it is?”, “Oh yes, curtesy of Jeff, he got it from Mark, and now it’s ours, the punk will get spoiled by my brother and he’ll get a new one anyways, so let’s treat ourselves good for once”, “Wow, he really likes him”, “I think so, there’s like too many prooves of that, but hey, don’t go and ask him, he will deny, you know Mark, he’ll make up some story about feeling guilty for kicking the kid that bad and all, let’s not make him nervous, humm, more nervous than he probably is already”, Dave shook his head and first smelled the oil “Wow”, “Oh yes, if you’re a good boy I’ll share and return the favor”, “Can’t wait, I’m not worried Glen”
Mark sighed and looked over, Jeff was still in his bed, he had curled up somehow, Mark winced at the thought of that back in that position “You’re really some piece of work punk, you can’t tell me that doesn’t hurt”, “What is supposed to hurt?”, “Your back”, “Stop it man, you may think you were close to destroying me but I swear it wasn’t the case, I could have gone on for hours, so fuck you, you and your arrogance”, “It isn’t arrogance, I’m a little worried that’s all”, “You’re not my brother”, “No” there were things Mark wanted to add, as the question what was up with Matt, but he let the urge pass, lucky him that he didn’t know about the mail nor Henry’s phone call, his line of thoughts was stopped by Jeff’s voice “Mark… honestly, I’m cool, a little stinging in the back but nothing bad, so please, I don’t know why you’re obsessing with not believing me, but I am ok, and I don’t want to be asked every ten minutes, got that”, Mark was amazed at the seriousness his voice had taken and he looked at the form on the other bed “Ok Jeff, fair enough, but I swear if I see any indication you’re not ok, I’ll kick your ass for lying to me”, there was a deep sigh “Mark, leave me alone”, “You don’t seriously want that Jeff, quit the crap”, “Yes I do, I mean I don’t want to be asked all the time, I don’t mind your presence… For now”, “Very funny punk”
Mark wondered what Jeff saw in him, he was way older and so different from the punk, he still had no reason for Jeff’s attack on him, besides he had wanted to show everybody how extreme he was, he could have chosen many other subjects, but he had decided on him, Mark cleared his throat “Jeff”, there was an annoyed sigh “Yes”, “Don’t get this defiant kid or I’ll spank you’re puny little ass around”, Jeff got up from his position and Mark swore he growled when he spat at him “You try you ass”, Mark looked over laughing “Hummm, I might if you continue you know”…, Jeff pulled his best pouting face, unfortunately it went pretty much unseen “You’re a real ass, I wonder why I changed rooms”, Mark wasn’t about to let him insult him like that “Now you get silly boy, you know”, knowing very well that the “boy” would unleash Jeff’s next anger, and he hadn’t to wait long “I’ll kick your puny little ass through this room if you continue”, “No you won’t, because my ass is far from puny punk”, Jeff had to suppress a chuckle “I swear, you’re really getting on my nerves Taker”,
Hunter had opened the window and was staring at his two friends, getting angrier by the moment that he had to be witness to their stupid, childish activities “Guys, this is not cool, you should respect everybody a little more”, Shawn was scotched to the wall as Hunter continued “I’ll tell them tomorrow and then we’ll get new neighbours, this has to end”, Adam objected, laying half on top of Shawn with the bong “Hey, this is very interesting, I’d love to see what they are doing, it seems they are fighting”, “You too are a very bad person, don’t you have a room to go to?”, “Hey, don’t be like that”, “It’s nearly six in the morning guys, I have a right to be like that, and they probably just make up a show for you guys, they must have heard you”, Shawn intervened “Nope, this sounds serious, I mean like real, nothing bad, the same old bickering the kid is so fond of”, Hunter chuckled “You too are like him, so does that mean you’re a kid too?”, “Get lost Hunt, I’m way older than he is”, Hunter couldn’t keep his laughter back “Oh yes, but acting just the same, think that even makes it worse”, there was pouting and Adam got up, very slowly, his fuzzy state wasn’t helping his moving forward “You remember where my room is?”, Shawn bursted out in laughter “No”, Hunter pulled the covers over his body and grinned menacing “I don’t care, I just want it to be quiet in here kids, now pssshhhhhhhh”, Adam fell back on Shawn’s bed, giggling “Man, I won’t find my room”, “Sleep on the floor, I’ll lend you a pillow”, Copeland’s voice was amused “You really are a friend Shawn, can’t you share your bed?”, “No, there’s not enough space here”, “If you stay against the wall like that there is”
One floor above them, Terri was still grinning at the thought of Mark and his infatuation with the younger of the Hardy’s, and couldn’t stay away from the subject “So you know for sure he has the hots for Jeff?”, “No, but his gaze and his reaction told me so, it’s a very strong conviction I have on this”, “Humm, all these years and all these good-looking guys, why now?”, “Terri, how the hell should I know, destiny perhaps, or just luck”, “I’m looking forward to ask him about it”, Terri nearly spilled the sip he was taking “Don’t you dare, you know how he’s nearly terrified of falling for a man, you tease him he may very well just forget about it”, “That would be a shame”, “Yes, so, shut your curious mouth on this, at least for now, will do the kid some good to have someone like Mark around”, “Yes, I think Mark is a great person”, “Yes”
Mark was sitting up in his bed, looking at Jeff, who was doing the same, the electricity that had started to fill the air was getting heavier by the second, “You should watch it”, “You should watch it you ass”, Mark really was about to get up and just punch him, but he knew that wouldn’t help at all, Jeff was just trying to outmaster him, and he had to find a so-called peaceful way to get him calmed, “When I thought about rooming again with you, I wasn’t ready for this kinda crap boy”, “I am not a boy”, “Hummm, if you say so, soooo boy tell me, what do you want to achieve by this”, “By what?”, “By calling me ass and that stuff”, “You call me boy”, “That’s different”, “That’s what you say, but it’s just as insulting you know”, “No way kid”, there was a pillow that made his way over to Mark and hit him “Oooh, pillow fight… You really are a though one”, Jeff was about to lose his calm for good “Stop it man, I swear, I’ll strangle you”, Mark had mixed emotions that dwelled up, on one side he really started having enough of Jeff’s apparent disrespect on his behalf, on the other he was amused beyond everything, and the amusement took over “Ah, we got to strangling, nice, you think your hands will fit around my neck?”, Jeff sighed “Mark, leave me alone”, “I’m not strangling you am I”, “Why are you doing this to me?”, “What”, “Treating me like this”, “You asked for it”, “No”, “Yes, you did, I really have to ask you again how you managed not to get killed already, by Matt or by someone, how does your brother cope with you and your ways”, there was a long, long silence, and Mark knew he had gotten through to Jeff, perhaps too much as he heard him get up and following him with his gaze in the dark, he flinched as the bathroom door was closed none too gently, slamming in a big bang…
Mark sighed, now he had him pouting really, great, and Shawn nearly made a dive off the bed, startled, “What was that now?” Hunter opened his eyes again and looked at the two blond men on the other bed who shrugged their shoulders “Why you looking at us, it wasn’t any of us was it?” Shawn got back to the listening on the wall, as Hunter sighed “What is going on with everybody, full moon tonight?”, Adam giggled “Well I don’t think something like a full moon can bring the Taker out of his legendary calm”, Hunter looked at him “You’re stoned, Mark ain’t calm Adam, he’s a boiling volcano, you just have not met him like that, Shawn, who slammed the door?”, “Think it was Hardy, after Mark spoke about Matt but there’s no way of being sure”, “Aah crap, he really had to bring that brother into the discussion that idiot”,
A couple of rooms further, Glen was sitting on the end of the bed, leaning on his knees as Dave’s hands were roaming his back, sending shivers through his entire body, Dave had been right, he really had no reasons to fear not being good, he really had a great way of massing his whole back gently and strong at the same time, Glen had to suppress a little appreciative moan, “Good hein?”, “Oh yes, don’t you dare to stop Batista”, “No chance, I want to make you happy Kane” Dave’s voice had gotten amused on the last words, as was Glen’s when he responded “You’re so good to me sweetheart”, Dave chuckled, leaning a little on Glen “Well you have not seen anything yet, I’ll show you”, “Can’t wait Dave, can’t wait”
After minutes of not hearing any noice out of the bathroom Mark got up, annoyed, with himself and Jeff, and went knocking on the door “You’re ok punk?”, he opened the door, anxious at what he might find but sighed relieved as he saw him curled in a ball on the carpet “Yo punk, you’re not going to sleep in here are you?”, Jeff looked at him and kicked him away “Get out, I’m not talking to you anymore”, “Wow, childish beyond everything”, “Whatever, now get out”, “Absolutely not, stop acting like a little princess and move that ass back to your bed”, there was another kick and Mark, fed up, leaned over Jeff and grabbed him by the hair, dragging him out, after a match, a flight and a long night this was getting out of hand and he had enough, “Bed I said you brat, if no one taught you how to behave like a man I’ll do it”, Jeff was scratching Marks arms, trying to get him to let go, but the Taker just kept a firm grip “Stop that, or I’ll take care of you big style Jeff”, Jeff managed to get up and slapped him in the face, finally making him let go, but it wasn’t for long ‘cause a hand made contact with his throat and he flew into the wall, the one Shawn and Adam were both glued to, they both made a jump back and fell of the bed, having Hunter laughing amused “There’s some real passion between those two, wow”…
And Jeff was kept there, Mark leaning against him. He could feel Jeff shiver and tremble, trying to get the grip undone, but he wasn’t ready to leave him alone “I’m going to say this once, so I suggest you listen to me Jeff, listen good…”, he was stopped by Jeff’s hand closing around his throat too and a defiant stare “Fuck you”, Mark cocked his head a little “What?”, “I said to go and fuck yourself, chose the part of your body, knee ain’t bad”, Mark chuckled menacingly only too have Jeff add “Wow, now you scare me”, leaning against the wall were three men who winced at the words they heard, waiting impatiently for the outcome, Mark just stood there looking at Jeff “You really, really are some though and crazy son of a bitch Hardy, really, I don’t think many would have the balls to act like this with me”, Jeff tried to kick him but Mark blocked his leg “Oh no kid, no, I suggest that, you forget about”, “Let go of me, I have trouble breathing Mark”, “You let go”, “No”, Mark leaned on him a little, whispering in his ear “Well, then we’re in for a comfortable night kid”, “Well, then it will have to be that way”
Jeff knew Mark’s position was much more tiring than his and he wouldn’t be able of keeping him like that for ages, and even if the fact that he really had trouble breathing was more than annoying, he enjoyed this little game, he had always liked fighting like that with Matt, playing around, and the fact that the Taker was grinning at him send some more shivers through his body, he leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes “Good night Mark, I suppose a pillow to put between my head and the wall would be too much to ask for”, Mark shook his head in disbelief as he pulled Jeff away from the wall and moved him over to the bed “Let go punk”, “You let go first”, “That won’t happen Jeff”, “Well I won’t be the first to let go, so…”, Mark really wondered if Jeff was acting like that with everybody or if it was only the fact that the chemistry between them was so unbelievably strong and flowing that it was just normal for them to be like that, “I’m older”, “I’m better looking”, “Oh, you cocky little bastard”, “Let go and you can go to sleep old man”, “I’m not letting go first Jeff, so have it your way if you think you can handle it, boy”, Jeff smiled “I’m wondering if you can handle me, grand pa, after all you’re so OLD, probably knew T-Rex and his buddies personally right”
They both startled as a ringing interrupted their little chitchat, “Fuck”, “Yeah, who’s that?”, “Someone who called the receptiondesk to cry about the noize we’re making perhaps”, none of them was to eager to let go, so they moved together and still choking towards the phone, Mark lifting the receiver and yelling “What?”, “Yo, it’s Hunt, just to inform you guys Shawn and Adam are taking up bets who will let go first, thought I would be a friend and tell you, and Mark, since when do you go into such childish games? I want to sleep jeez, is that too much too ask?”, Hunter never got an answer as the line went dead, Mark growling and Jeff looking at him “What?”, “Hunter… Shawn and Edge making bets on who will let go first”, Jeff started to laugh as much as it was possible with the restreint breathing, “Noooo”, “Those stupid fucks, if I wasn’t busy with your ass I’d go and beat them to bloody pulps”, “Mark, stop, you’re hurting me”, he noticed he had started to choke Jeff some more, and grinning evily he shook his head “Well I guess then you let go”, “You can’t kill me you know, so why don’t we let go together, they won’t have a winner”, “Humm, no, I won’t do that Jeff, I have some pride too”, “Well, have it your way then”, Jeff started choking a little stronger too, and Mark in a last attempt pushed him violently back, unfortunately he used his whole body that violently that Jeff made a fly over his bed and landed in a loud thud on the floor, wincing immediately, one hand clutching his back, Mark had managed, miracliously, not to hurt his back before, but the uncontrolled flight had left Jeff with no options of landing in another manner than crashing on his back…
Mark stared a little incredulous, he knew Jeff was bordering a feather when compared to him but usually the kid managed to work with that fact rather perfectly, so what now… It pained him to see him wind on the floor like that and made it to his side, hoping Jeff was only faking to annoy him, but unfortunately that wasn’t the case and he knew the second he kneeled next to him “Fuck, you’re ok punk?”, there was a hiss and Jeff shook his head, trying very hard not to just scream his pain out, fighting to keep the tears back “Wait, I’ll help you”, he winced even more, tears starting to flow as he was shacking his head “No, don’t, hurts too much”, winding himself on the floor he felt a hand caress his cheek but the pain was too excruciating to leave space for something as gentle as that caress, he pushed the hand away, curling up somewhat, trying to ease that strain in his back “Jeff, you need to get on the bed, I wanna check your back, it will just hurt a sec ok”, “No”, Mark just ignored him and put an arm around his waist and started pulling him up, a scream making it to his ear, he really had managed not to miss him on this one, but he wanted him laying on the bed and so Jeff had to suffer some more before Mark pushed him on the bed, on his side, one hand resting on Jeff’s lower back “Hurts there?”, Jeff’s voice was pain stricken “Everywhere”, Mark was trying to find out what had happened with his back and was gently pressing here and there…
Hunter, fearing suddenly the worst, made it over the second he heard the scream and banged on the door “Mark, open, now”, scared he’ll walk in on the corpse of Jeff, it took a minute and Mark opened, sighing “Hunter, not now”, Hunter just passed pushing him to the side “What have you done”, “It was an accident”, “Oh, really”, “Paul, we were playing around and I pushed him, he flew over the bed and landed on his back, it was not intentionally you know and I’d like for you to mind your own business”, Hunter made it to Jeff’s bed and went down next to him “What happened?”, Mark growled “You’re not believing me or what?”, Hunter just stared at him then leaned over the trembling frame, “Jeff, you’re ok”, “No”, he tried to make him stretch only to have Mark arriving and pushing him away “Don’t do that, you’ll only hurt him more”, Shawn and Adam made it over too after collecting their senses a little, Mark only growling “Fuck guys, we don’t need your help”, Adam stayed in the door, a little intimidated by Mark’s glare in his current state, Shawn making it to Jeff’s side his laughter having died in his throat at the sight of the younger Hardy, his hand roaming across his back, pushing Mark away, “Give me sec”, there were some more screams and hisses before Jeff stretched slowly, relaxing a little, even if the pain was still radiating through his back “Thanx Shawn”, “You’re welcome, you know you should check with a doc right, just to make sure this isn’t something bad, I know what it’s like, just take it slow in the next couple of days”, Jeff managed a grin “Oh yes, the six man match will surely be slow Shawn”, “Check with the doc after that match”, Mark’s voice was a mix of relief and annoyance “Good, thanx Shawn and now, out you go”, Hunter was looking intensely at Jeff “It was an accident Hunter, I was too stupid to reception properly”, “Ok, and you have handprints around your throat by the way, both of you, soooo, who let go first?”, Hunter moved out of the room on his own and very very fast, Mark following him “Out, all of you”
Laughing and laying in the middle of the floor was Adam “So, who won? Mark because Jeff got hurt or Jeff because Mark had to let go in order to push him?”, the noise had gotten to Dave and Glen too, who at first tried ignoring it, but then opened the door and peaked out, Dave in front of Glen, “What’s going on”, Hunter, embarrassed for Adam, turned relieved it was some of them who interpelled them, he chuckled seeing them “Mark destroyed the punk”, Dave stared unbelievingly “No shit?”, grinning Shawn added “Accidentally that is, they were bickering and testing each others limits and choking too”, Adam laughed even more “You guys not busy?”, “Looking for trouble Edge?”, Glen glared at the young man on the floor, leaning a little on Dave and looking over his shoulder, one hand placed on Dave’s butt and moving enticingly, Dave only trying not to show what he felt openly in front of everybody had some trouble breathing suddenly “The punk ok?”, “Yes, probably just some nerv in his lower back that got blocked or something like that, he’s probably having Mark patching him up with his oils as we speak”, “Ha ha, yes, oil, we’ll be back to that too, night guys”, Hunter grinned at them “Oh, yes, you too guys” and went back in his room, closing the door and going to bed, Shawn and Adam both locked out…
Mark had closed the door, sighing “Man, somehow I think I’m cursed or something”, “Sorry Mark”, then turned and stared at him “Nooo, don’t you dare”, “I’m serious, I’m just causing trouble”, Mark went over to him and put a hand on his shoulder “I like trouble Jeff, so chill, I’m the one who is sorry, I hurt you unintentionally on this one, I should have thought a little and remembered your back”, “My back is ok Mark”, “Jeff please, really, your back is not ok”, Mark pushed him down “So now instead of spanking you for your impetious defiance I’ll have to massage that back of yours, you’re clever, you really got me on this one”, Jeff tried a smile “Very funny, I don’t think I want to feel that kind of pain for getting a free massage, so just go to bed”, “No way, I’m gonna make you feel better before lecturing you a little”
Mark got back with his oils and got down next to Jeff, starting his work, pulling some hisses out of Jeff who tensed as soon as his hands moved to his lower back “So, your back is ok punk, right?”, “Fuck you”, “Could we please not start with that again”, “Then you stop commenting on my back”, “You should have a doc have a look kid, I’m serious”, “Mark”, “Ok, not now, you choose the subject”, “What?”, “I don’t want you to fall asleep on me kid”, “Eeeh, it’s nearly seven in the morning, I’m tired man”, “Me too, but I have to take care of my mishap with a certain person’s back, so you too will stay awake”, there was a rather amused chuckle “Man, I want Glen back”, Mark stopped his massage and slapped him on the head “You ungrateful prick”, “Oh yes, now it’s me being ungrateful, I said I didn’t want a massage, you just don’t accept no for an answer, you just dominate whatever I chose, so fuck you, yes I’m ungrateful so what, I wanted to rest and fall asleep in order not to feel that crap pain anymore”, Mark was a little taken aback “You don’t like my massage?”, “No, I love it, but not if I have to entertain you when my eyes close all by themselves”, “Pff, sooo, your brother, your next match, your wish if you had one? Pick the subject”, Jeff turned and glared at him “I’ll tell you one last time, Matt is off limits Taker, seriously”, “Humm, ok fair enough… Your abusive drug use maybe?”, Mark startled when the body beneath him tensed remarquably and started to shake “Jeff?”, there was a little silence before he got an anwer “If I had a wish it would be a band and time to play, satisfied?”, Mark moved one hand to his neck and caressed before knoting and rubbing the oil in “I take it the drug use is off limits too”, “There’s no such thing”, “If you say so… So what kinda band you’d like?”
Dave had pushed Glen back in the room and turned, smiling at him “You’re a real bastard you know that”, “Yes”, he pushed him towards the bed “So now what Glen?”, Glen looked at him licking his lips “Now I’ll treat you with the oil, undress”, Dave cocked his head “Just like that?”, a chuckle “Need some help?”, it took three seconds before a completely naked Dave lay down on the bed, rolling in a sexy manner on his chest “Well, now show me what you’re capable of Kane”, there was a little urge in Glen to just take him there like that, that perfect ass just was too tempting, but he fought it back, slow, he would kill him with going slowly, teasing him ‘till his balls would fall off, so many times Dave had said he was a patient man, now he could show him what patience really was, “Humm, I see you’re eager to test me”, “No, nooo, not at all Glen”, Dave glanced back at him, grinning, “I see”, Glen got down sitting on Dave’s butt after having passed a hand on it “You have a great skin, but I suppose you know that”, a little moan had escaped Dave’s throat as the hand caressed him but he managed to keep cool “Yup”, “Humm, yeah, I knew that” and with that Glen started to rub the skin, dripping some oil on Dave’s back and starting his sweet torture on his friend…
Shawn and Adam found out that Hunter was seriously not giving a shit, knocking and yelling didn’t help to get him to open the door “Hey please, we’ll just go to bed, please Hunt”, the door was opened and a key came flying out “Go and annoy Jericho”, “Nooo, please Paul”, but it didn’t help, Hunter was so fed up with everybody and their sudden loss of their intelligence that he just wanted to stay by himself in a quiet room…
Jeff had his eyes closed and relaxed a little, Mark and his insinuations had really hurt, he didn’t understand why he suddenly started with drugs, wondered if he had been a little too obvious about some things but he couldn’t imagine when, Mark’s hands were working with magic, because he really stopped sensing the pain “Mark”, “I’m waiting for an answer Jeff”, “I’m not feeling any pain anymore”, “That was the reason I started in the first place punk”, “Yes, and thanx”, “You’re welcome”, Mark continued, he enjoyed doing this and after the stress and the yelling this was a very relaxing way to cool down, “So, what kind of music would you like to play”, “Country”, there was a chuckle “You’re kidding right”, “Yes”, “Hell Jeff, serious, for just a minute, you can’t do that, can you?”, “I could, I just don’t want to, and you’re asking a question I can’t really answer like that, it’s not as if I had my mind made up about that, I mean yes I do, but not that precisely, it’s a flow thing, not something planned out in every detail you know”, jeez that kid was his death, Mark sighed deeply “You just don’t want to, cool, you really are something”
Jeff moved his head a little and pulled his tongue at him, getting a slap in the neck “So where’s your guitar?”, he could sense Jeff tense again “What, don’t tell me, off limit?”, “Please Mark”, “Jeff” he moved next to him and lay down looking at him “it bothers you, I can see that, so just do us both a favor and lose it, what happened?” he could see Jeff’s eyes moister a little, “Let it go Mark”, “No, Jeff, why would you want to suffer like that”, “I’m not suffering, you just keep bringing stuff up I don’t want to talk about”, “Your guitar?”, “Among other things”, “And speaking about music is ok?”, “Yes, that’s different”, “What happened to that particular guitar that I don’t even know that makes you so… so defensive?”, Jeff turned and after a minute, his voice was a little too shaky in Marks opinion “Thanx for the massage, I owe you one, but now I’d like to sleep, it’s getting late, really late Mark, I want to rest”, “Then rest, you stubborn ass”
Mark had no intentions of leaving him alone like that and got up to go and get more pillows and his cover and moved back to Jeff’s bed, who turned to look what he was doing, thinking he’d get away with it and Mark having turned his back to him but unfortunately that wasn’t the case “What are you doing?”, “Getting all I require to get comfortable over there”, Jeff stared at him, puzzled “What?”, “Oh boy, you’re really slow to get things sometimes” and with that Mark got down, trying not to lay on Jeff “Hey, I’m offensed, Mark, seriously, why, don’t, I wanna be alone”, “Yup, and I think you were alone for long enough Jeff, so sorry for just ignoring your wish and good night”, he turned the light out, completely ignoring the younger man next to him and any objections, he felt like he owed him for slamming him on the floor, and this way he could find out if he still enjoyed having the kid in his arms, he rolled on his side and put an arm over Jeff’s waist, Jeff tensing again, “Relax, I’m just getting comfortable”, “Mark”, “What? I want to help you in case the pain comes back, and like this I’ll probably sense it”, Jeff sighed “You’re the stubborn ass you know, you can’t sense the pain I feel”, “No, but I can feel your body shake Jeff, so please, I’m really feeling guilty for throwing you on the floor”, “You didn’t throw me on the floor, I didn’t react fast enough that’s all”, “Still, now ssshhh, and good night”, since there was no way he could get Mark to change his mind, he mumbled “I so hate you right now”, “No you don’t”, Jeff got comfortable against Mark, the warmth of his chest slowly making the pain get numb and he started to relax “See, told you so”, “Mark, you suck, you really do”, “No I don’t, never tried that”, Jeff chuckled, “You’re a stupid, arrogant, dominant, wise-ass, who thinks his size and aura will get him whatever he wants”, Mark sighed amused “Stupid no, arrogant, pff, what is arrogance, dominant, oh yes, sure as hell and wise-ass, nope, I just know much”
Hunter was stretching in his bed, feeling a little sorry for Jeff and the accident, and it was clear to him he would apologize to Mark for even thinking such a thing as a voluntary pain delivery outside the ring, he wouldn’t apologize to Shawn, he really was a little pissed at him for acting this childish most of the time, it took him a couple of minutes and his breathing was regular and his mind off in dream world…
Dreamworld was also something Dave was experiencing, Glen’s hands doing things to his sore back he thought impossible before, and all he could do was smile, “You like that don’t you”, “Oh yes”, “Don’t fall asleep on me Animal”, “No chance”, Glen continued knotting every inch of Dave’s body, unfortunately for him, he suddenly noticed that even if Dave said he wouldn’t fall asleep he had done just that, and shaking his head amused, he sat there, looking at the body underneath him, this couldn’t be true, it seemed it was Dave giving him a lesson in patience, knowing the other man had had an exhausting day the day before, he moved next to him and turned out the light, then put an arm around Dave and closed his eyes, an amused smirk on his face…
The warmth that was envelopping Jeff was soothing and it didn’t take long for him to fall asleep and finally being able to rest, body and mind, Mark was watching over him for a while then succumbed to sleep too…
Their night would be short for most of them, Vince getting up around eleven along with Terri and Ric was called to the reception desk as he crossed the lobby, and had to hear about some complaints that apparently had been issued concerning the floor where the wrestlers were staying, and not in a good mood because of a too short night he asked for the exact rooms, that couldn’t be defined but there were only that many guys on that floor, he turned and mumbled “I’ll be back, need to get some things cleared with those uuuaaaahhhhh idiots”, Terri and Ric both laughed and decided not to want to miss the action, followed him “Wait, you may need some help”
When Vince got out of the elevator he was in for a real treat, Shawn and Adam had given up on searching for the right room and had huddled in front of Shawn’s room, Ric took a picture of Vince’s face, it really was priceless, he had turned paler than pale and just stared before screaming “This must be a nightmare”, but none of the two woke, so he moved closer, knocking on each door he knew one of his so-called men, he saw them as kindergarden for the moment, where staying, Mark and Jeff both flinching at the noise that woke them, an incessant brutal knocking, “Fuck”, “Yeah”, Mark got up to check, glooming with anger, Jeff tried to move, every movement sending bolts of pain through his lower back, but nevertheless he turned and sat up in bed, blinking “What is it Mark?”, Mark stood there looking at Ric and Terri who peaked inside and smiled at Jeff, three pillows and two covers on a bed could only mean one thing and it made them pretty happy, that and the fact that the other two baboons got woken by Vince who stared them down, Hunter growling at them for waking him, staring in disbelief at everybody, “What the fuck Vince”, “What the fuck Paul? I’ll tell you idiots what the fuck, someone complaint about you idiots making noise all night”, that got everybody’s attention, Shawn and Adam getting up, “And what were you guys thinking sleeping out here?”, “Eeeh, that’s a very long story”, “I’m pissed guys”
Ric was looking at Jeff who was getting up, wincing and holding his back “Jeff?”, and he entered, approaching him to give some assistance, Vince moved back and looked inside “What now? You? I thought Dave was rooming with you Mark”, “We switched”, “Where’s Dave and Glen?”, “They were quiet Vince, didn’t see them out here this morning” Mark hoped that Vince wouldn’t go over there, knowing Glen they must still be at their little games and he wasn’t sure Vince would appreciate a sex-reeking couple, “Everybody moves their asses down now, and what’s with you Hardy? Rough night”, “Hurt my back”, “The noise people were complaining about was you?”, Mark wasn’t sure it was the lack od sleep, or that stupid protectivness that was growing in him regarding Jeff, he just growled at Vince “Leave him alone Vince”, to have his boss turn and glare at him “Oh, you’re protecting the little punk now”, it was a little staring contest which had Mark the winner, but Vince had noticed the marks on Mark’s throat, and looking closely at Jeff he could see some there too “What was going on here?”, “Nothing”, “I don’t believe you, you tried to strangle him?”, Mark glared at Vince “Stop it, nothing happened, Jeff had an accident, but it wasn’t the noise, that was them”, grinning evily at Shawn and Adam, now he’d get back a little for their minding his business, “You’re an ass Mark, it was all of us, sorry Vince”, Mark yawned “Well I’m going back to bed, you do whatever you want, all of you, but don’t you dare wake me, got that?”, Hunter added “Me too, so nighty night”, Shawn used that moment to jump back in the room and go throw himself on his bed…
Mark went back in, Ric helping Jeff get back on the bed, “You’re ok kid?”, “Yes, just some stinging in the lower back Ric”, “Ok, rest some more guys, see you later”, Vince was standing there, looking at Adam who suddenly felt very small, “Eeeh Vince, you remember what room Jericho is in?”, “You’re rooming with him”, “Yeah, but I kinda forgot”, “Oh my god, you people are all so fucked up, that one”, he pointed down the hall, “Thank you Vince”, Ric got out and closed the door behind him, Vince confused “Eeeh, is it just me or do they all just ignore the order to move their asses down”, “Calm down, let’s go and have breakfast Vince”, Terri pushed him in front of himself and massed his shoulders “Vince, I remember you, pitch drunk knocking on my door for a straight hour before somebody called the reception I couple of years back, so calm down”, they managed to get him in the elevator pushing him inside not listening to any objections…
Adam moved down the hall, being greeted by a still sleepy Chris as he got in “Hey, you’re there, finally”, “Don’t even ask”, Chris stretched turning towards Adam “What happened”, Edge started taking off his clothes and got to bed “Eeeh, I didn’t remember our room number, Hunter closed the door on me and Shawn and Mark kicked Hardy through their room”, Chris stared at him shaking his head “You’re kidding right… Found a sexy lady and got lucky, you bastard”, there was a deep sigh “No, I got woken with Shawns head on my shoulder by Vince outside Shawns and Pauls room, slept on the floor”, “Ouch”, “Yes, Vince is very pissed”, “Hehehehe I can imagine that, wow”, “Yeah, you got lucky, all those rooming the other side of this floor were woken by him”, “Hehehe, too good”, Adam got comfortable “Yes, so, good night”, “Humm, yes, sleep thight”…
Mark had waited for Ric to get out and close the door until he got back to bed, looking at Jeff, “Your back hurts?”, “A little, nothing too bad Mark, but I have to admit that you were right, the heat helped”, “I take it you won’t make a drama then”, “No”, Jeff got comfortable and Mark put his arm around him “Night”, “Sleep well Taker”, “Oh I will, don’t wake me punk”, “No chance, you’ll probably wake me anyways Mark”, Mark pulled him a little closer and closed his eyes, and soon he was back thightly asleep, Jeff following on the spot…
Vince was abducted to the restaurant, still very pissed at everything that had happened, ok, he had not always acted in a mature manner, but they were pushing it “I don’t believe it, you saw them too, sleeping outside, like… like…”, Terry sighed “Let it go Vince”, “No, there’s enough to be taken care of right now, I don’t have time for their stupidities, sleeping in the hall, making noise, switching rooms”, Terri had to restrain not to kick him “Stop it, let them, as long as nobody gets hurt…”, “Yes, but someone got hurt”, Ric shook his head, trying to find a fast way of getting the subject off the table “Was probably the ladder match, I don’t see Mark tolerating foolish behaviour around him, especially when he wants to sleep”, Vince stared at his plate for a moment “Then who made the noise?”, “Who cares”, that accent could only belong to one man, William Regal entered, suitcase rolling behind him and got down “Vince you look like shit… Ric, Terri, you look as sublime as always” Vince stared at him, and spat “I care, and I don’t look like shit”, Ric smiled at William, shaking his head “Don’t listen to him, he had a rough night”, “Yes, that seems obvious, so what happened that made you look like you passed a decade in purgatory”, since Vince looked like he was about to have a breakdown Ric jumped in and offered “Some of the kids were not behaving, and now daddy over there gets all grumpy and vengeful”, “Nothing new”, “No, just that this time he was present and got the word and the view”, Vince looked at Ric “What does that mean?”, Terri laughed “You’re not used to being on the road anymore”, “
Hunter got out of bed around two-forty, making as much noise as possible, and it didn’t take long before Shawn emerged too “Don’t make that much noise”, “Don’t go there Shawn”, “Oooo, don’t tell me you’re grumpy”, “No, fed up with the bullshit, we had Vince on our doorstep this morning and that’s something I can live without”, Shawn chuckled and imitated Vince’s facial expression as he whispered, the fingers of one hand crossed over his heart, the other one crossed to annull it “I promise to keep it down, but Hardy really calls for it”, Hunter had some trouble to keep his serious “It’s tiring Shawn”, some more chuckles “You’re getting old Paul, don’t start to go all Vince on me, it’s fun, I like Jeff, and his way of always trying to get the upperhand”, Hunter sighed amused, shaking his head and trying to sound serious “Yes, but sometimes it’s not the right moment”, “Since when, the right moment is always Hunter, the right moment is always”, Shawn had gotten up and made their Dx-move, grinning “Besides, a pissed-off Vince, is a happy Vince, he likes being upset, he probably had the blast of his life seeing Adam and me out there, and his face when he saw Hardy was rooming with Mark, priceless…”, he approched Hunter “Which reminds me, you’re a sorry excuse for a friend, locking me out like that”, “You called for it”, ”Humm, no, I didn’t, I was locked out without any reason”, Hunter smacked him friendly “You need a spanking”, “No, I need a shower”, Hunter smelled him and pulled a face “You need more than a shower, you smell like… like” he tried to find a fitting comparison but failed, amused “well, you reek like you after I don’t know what, you’re sure you and Adam didn’t…”, “Funny, as always” and with that Shawn disappeared in the bathroom… Hunter wondered for a moment if he should go over to Mark and Jeff, but decided against it, instead he put on the tv and got his notebook out to check his mail…
Jeff woke around three, the pain in his back still persisting, he snuggeled closer to Mark who thightened the embrace by reflexe, trapping Jeff effectively in his arms, leaving him with no other option than to keep quiet and lay still, when all he wanted to do was trying to get up and take something for the pain that started to become too present to ignore... But instead of trying to get out of bed, Jeff’s eyes roamed the tattooed arm, each inked line and spot before he retraced them with his fingers, making Mark stirr and slowly wake up, he stretched, not letting go of Jeff who winced at the movement his back was forced to make “Hurts again?”, “No”, “Liar”, “Please, I’ll just take something against the pain”, “You should have it checked”, “It’s cool Mark, it will stop anyways, it always does”, “Jeff”, “I’ll have my back checked after the match, ok?”, “I’ll drag you there if you don’t go on your own, and I’ll have the others on your back too on that subject”, Jeff wondered why Mark was still keeping his arm around him like that, not showing any intention of letting go, on the contrary, but he wasn’t about to complain about it, Mark made him all fuzzy everytime he touched him, or looked at him, and the opportunity to doze a little in his arms was way too tempting to even start not liking it, his line of thoughts was interrupted by Mark’s voice “Or else I’ll handcuff you to his examination table”, Jeff grinned at the mention of handcuffs, the memory coming back “You’ve done that already”, “I didn’t cuff you and it wasn’t a table”, “No, you just attacked me like a big coward when I was defenseless”, Mark had some trouble to keep his serious “Yes a big coward, right and completely uncalled for too, I have to admit it did some good, I should have taken a little longer with you instead of your brother that day, should have cuffed you backstage and tortured you a little more”
Jeff turned his head as much as his position allowed it “You’re such a fuck you know that”, “You deserved more for your little attitude revelation, I’m still amazed Vince didn’t kill you on spot after your actions”, “He laughed like a madman and congratulated me Mark, he had a glimmer in his eyes, I think he liked the fact that finally someone was giving You an attitude readjustment”, Marks grip thightened and he had tensed a little “Well I still kept the upperhand kid”, “For now… Listen Mark” Jeff inhaled deeply, now or never “I… Let me try again please”, now he was really tense, Mark’s eyes had closed and he tried to stay calm and not throw him through the room “Try what?”, Jeff voice was only a whisper “Another title shot”, “You’re not enough in pain as it is? You’ll never get that title from me Jeff, so stop trying to get hurt”, “I’m more than ready”, Mark chuckled “No, you’re not, and how about I declare this subject off-limits”, Jeff tried to move out of Mark’s arms, but his back didn’t leave him with many options, Mark watched him for a while “Are you sure you want to wrestle on Monday”, “Oh yes, off-limits”, Mark laughed “Ok, just wouldn’t want you to get really hurt Jeff”, “How about I ask you not to wrestle”, “That’s completely different, I can bend without dying of pain kid”, “I can too, and now let go, I need to use the bathroom Mark”, “Pff, you’re just running away”, “No, crawling as it is, let me go”, Jeff slapped Mark’s arm who was persisting on keeping him close, he wasn’t sure why, but he just had the urge to keep the punk close to him, he was a heat source after all, and Mark persuaded himself that that was the reason he wanted to keep him in bed “No, I’m comfortable now, it’s cozy”, “And I need to pee Mark”, there was an amused sigh and the arm was removed “Thanx”
Jeff had some trouble getting up, his back blocking at a certain point, the pain he could ignore but he couldn’t force, just didn’t work, Mark observed him and sat up, putting his hands on Jeff’s waist and lower back and helping him “You need rest Jeff”, “No, I need something against the pain and some movement”, Mark stared after him, shaking his head “You’re a stubborn fuck Hardy”, there was a mumbling coming from the bathroom “And you’re a stupid ass who should mind his business”, Mark sighed and laid down on his back, stretching and wondering how he could help Jeff, he turned his head towards the bathroom, his green eyes shining with protectivness and care, all he wanted was for Jeff to be ok, after everything the kid tried to show he was worth being pushed a little, even if he couldn’t understand why that mattered so much to him all of a sudden “You have something for the pain?”, “Yes”, “Strong enough?”, “Yes, definetely strong enough, could knock out a horse Mark”, “And you’re sure that’s wise”, the door slammed and Mark grinned, raising his voice “Just asking, pills are not always the answer kid, your back needs rest not pills”
Luckily for Jeff the pills kicked in immediately, and when he came back out after a couple of minutes, he stretched slowly, grinning “No pain, it’s a bliss”, Mark looked at him and shook his head “You’re immature, irresponsible and a real pain in the ass Jeff, I don’t even want to know what you just took”, “Well why don’t you switch rooms then”, “I already told you, I like trouble”, Jeff continued stretching his back and bending a little, “You shouldn’t be doing that, you may not feel the pain, but your back is still fucked up”, Jeff sighed and jumped back on the bed, nearly making Mark fall “Hey”, “What? You’re in my bed”, “Jeff, I want to doze and relax, not play around”, “Wanna have sex?”, Mark tensed and stared at him in disbelief “Nooooo”, “Ok, just thought I’d ask, since you persistingly stay in my bed”, “Jeff, stop it, immediately, it’s different”, “Of course it is”, Jeff crawled back under the covers and curled up next to him, looking at him “Hey, I was joking Mark, relax”, Mark’s heartbeat had started to race, he hadn’t thought about sleeping with Jeff, at least until now, he turned his head and contemplated to younger man next to him “I know, but it makes me uneasy”, “Sex with another man?”, “Yes”, “It’s not that bad”, “Jeff”, Jeff flashed him a great grin “What, I’m not saying fuck me, I’m just telling you it’s not that bad, it’s different than with a chick”, Mark was a little amused “No way, really? My, and there I thought it would be just the same punk”, Mark looked at him, since the subject had been started, there were some more questions he wanted an answer for “So, you’re gay?”, “No way, no”, “Just digging both ways?”, “Yes, it’s not a gender thing, it’s a personality thing you know, and a body thing, won’t lie to you”, Mark wondered a second if Jeff could be attracted to him but pushed that thought far far away, he didn’t want to think about the implications of such an attraction, on both sides…
Dave woke with a source of heat half on top of him, and it took him several minutes to distinguish what happened and who was sharing his bed, it dawned rather fast and he felt pretty embarrassed as he realized that he had fallen asleep even before they could explore each others bodies, he knew that Glen would tease him about that for a long time, he felt a hand start to caress his back and he turned, staring in a magnificent pair of blue eyes that contemplated him amused, he shook his head “I’m so sorry, guess the exhaustion was too big”, “No need to feel sorry, it’s you who missed all the fun”, “How about…”, Glen smiled cocking his head to the side “How about?”, Dave grinned and let a hand slide along Glen’s arm “Well, I could make it up to you”, “I very much hope so Batista, wouldn’t want me to believe you were nothing but a tease”, Dave stretched, grinning “Oh no, wouldn’t want that, since it’s quite the opposite actually”, Glen looked at him “Humm, words… how about some action for a change? Put that mouth of yours to better use Dave”, Dave looked at him, his eyes locked with Glen’s “Did you just really say that”, “Yes, need more explanations?”, Dave grinned “Oh yes, I really want to hear you talk dirty Glen, I’m sure that must be pretty arousing”, the look Glen gave him made him hard in a second, the intensity was overwhelming, he knew Kane had the capacity of staring you to a shivering huddle on the floor, but this was something all together different, hunger, desire, amusement and so much more, all reflected by his eyes, Batista was quivering as he leaned up and captured his lips with his in a brutal and passionnated kiss, one hand on Glen’s neck to pull him even closer…
Vince had reserved the restaurant for that night, he needed everyone to know about what was gonna happen in the next couple of weeks, and wanted a neutral ground for that, and with the missing men arriving , the others still in their rooms he had them all in one place “Good, now I need the little children informed”, Ric glanced at him “Let them rest Vince”, “No, I’ll go and tell them personally”, “You’re a stubborn monster”, “Whatever Flair”, and he disappeared direction elevators, ready to make them pay for their morning games. Regal was sipping his coffee and looked at the other two men “So what happened?”, “Nothing special, he’s been in a pissy mood for days and weeks, he’ll calm down”, “Hope so, listen, that younger Hardy here already?”, Ric looked at him “Yes, why?”, “He’s got something that belongs to me, want it back”, Ric was amused “Oh, so you want to walk around with that belt or what? Would suit nice with your shirt William”, “Very funny Flair, he can keep the belt, I take the title back”, “Refrain from jumping him here, Vince will go berzerk on you”, “No, I just want him informed that’s all”, Ric grinned “I think he knows that, just leave him, ok”, “Give me one good reason”, Terry leaned a little on him “’Cause we politely ask you Regal”, William pondered the question a second and then agreed “Fine with me, but I won’t shut forever”, “A couple of days, I think you can manage that much patience”
The first ones to be greeted by Vince were Adam and Chris, Chris was the one getting up, he had stayed in bed checking his mails and surfing a little, stretching and resting when there was a knock on the door, loud and repeating, he opened and stared at Vince “What?”, “Diner with the company tonight, eight, better seven thirty, restaurant of the hotel” he pushed Chris aside and went towards the bed where Adam was still happily snorting and, in a moment of complete loss, started to punch the sleeping form, not hard, but persistingly “Fuck, what?”, “Fuck, the boss is there Edge, sleeping in the hall and making noise ain’t healthy boy, so that was the last time I saw you in such a position, got me”, and with that, grinning Vince got out, missing the moves Chris did behind his back and the imitations that were being made of him, “Man he’s such an ass”, Chris laughed “What have you guys done to make him lose it like that”, “He was nuts before this, he probably has forgotten to take his nutcase pills”,
The noise that came to Vince’s ears as he stopped in front of Glen’s and Dave’s room made him a little sick, the images that started to form in his mind together with the moans were too much too take, how could they find women who would accept to share a room with no privacy at all, but it dawned to Vince that the moans were exclusively male and that made the next images flash up, he stood there a little lost, not sure he wanted to see what was going on in there, plus the two men could make him suffer for having invaded their lifes, he backed away and continued towards the next room, knocking at Mark’s and Jeff’s room. Jeff had snuggeled closer to Mark, grinning at the older man’s tension since he had spoken about sex, and the knock was disturbing him “Go away”, Mark chuckled but got interrupted by a growl coming from the door “Open this door Hardy”, Jeff sat up, looking at Mark “Is that Vince?”, “Seems like”, “That silly fuck”, Jeff got up and opened the door “What Vince”, “Lose that attitude boy”, Jeff pulled his tongue out and went back to bed, leaving Vince stand there and gaze at the two men, after what he had heard coming out of the last room, this time it was his sight that was tortured “You guys sleep together?”, the look he got from Mark was as terrifying as what he had imagined Kane and Batista do to him, “NO, what do you want”, “You’re in a bed together Mark, it seems obvious to me”, “You will get obviously punched if you continue McMahon”, Jeff grinned, and with a sweet voice whispered sensually “Can I punch him? Please, I’ll be a good boy after that, I promise, just one punch, one”
Mark turned his head and smashed Jeff with a pillow “What do you want Vince, you’re aggravating his childish behaviour”, Vince was at a loss of the spectacle he was being witness to “You have all lost your mind, all of you, Glen and Dave are fucking like some bunnies, Adam acts like… like…”, Mark and Jeff had both started to laugh at his words “Great, they scored, yes, I knew it” Vince stared at Jeff who added “They must be hot together, their big big bodies, hummmm, all hard and sweaty” Mark smashed him again and Vince pulled a disgusted face “You’re disgusting Hardy, really disgusting”, “What no, I’m appreciative of sexy things, and they have some nice bodies that’s all”, Mark hid his head behind the pillow and sighed “Stop it Jeff, I really don’t need the images of my brother and his Animal”, “You both stop it, goddammit, he got your infected with his stupidity or what?”, Jeff looked at him, pouting “Hey, stupid yourself Vince, you come in here and you start annoying us with your presence”, “Watch it boy”, Mark pulled Jeff in his arms knowing very well how Vince would react to that, but he was annoyed too by the interruption and the hostility he showed Jeff “What do you want, tell us and get your ass out of here”, Vince was at a loss, yes he had asked Mark to watch the kid a little, and now that seemed to backfire an awful lot “How dare you”, “How dare you come in here like that and act like the biggest moron I’ve ever met Vince, you need to calm down”, Vince shook his head and mumbled “Tonight, diner, eight, I’d like to have everybody down by seven-thirty, and go tell that sick brother of yours that too”, that made it, Mark pushed Jeff away and got up, Vince staring at him “Oh wow, now I’m scared Undertaker”, Mark just went up to him and started pushing him out, “Get out of my face before I’ll lose myself and don’t you dare talking like that about Glen, got me”, Vince was pushed out and the door closed, Mark sighing and getting back to bed “Man, today is not a good day”, Jeff was laughing his ass off “Man, what’s up with him”, Mark yelled, wanting Vince to hear him “He’s got a huge stick up his ass that needs to be removed I think”
The talking had been loud enough for Hunter to earsdrop, and before Vince could knock he opened the door, grinning evily “What do you want?”, “Diner tonight, eight and I’d…”, he got interrupted by Hunter “I heard you when you were annoying my friends over there, and you know how bad I react to my friends being annoyed, right Vince”, Vince just stared blankly at him, shaking his head at the cold tone the Game had used on him “Yes, yes, and yes, and I also don’t care Paul, so watch it, you’re all on my payroll goddamit, start acting like responsible people”, the door slammed majestically in his face, he could hear Shawn giggle, who had come out of his relaxing bath, “Wow”, Hunter smiled at him “Yes, indeed, wow” and with that slipped past Shawn to finally be able to take a shower…
Completely oblivious to their friends little trouble were Glen and Dave, who were, when taken seriously, worse than rabbits, from the first kiss on, none of the two men had let go, bite and scratch marks adorned chest, back and neck on both men, they both liked experimenting and Dave had proved to do magic with his tongue, their bodies were more than sticky, Glen had pushed Dave on his chest and was caressing his back, his hands roaming deeper at each stroke, Dave grunting “You’re such a tease”, “No, really”, Glen leaned towards him and bit him in the neck making the other man shiver “Humm, really, a teasing bastard”, Glen growled and penetrated him in one deep and brutal trust, “No more teasing” and kept his trusts powerful and deep, Dave was burying his head in the pillow, the feelings that were cruising through his body made him lose it, the pain mixed with the delicious pleasure, he wasn’t sure if he had ever experienced something this intense, every trust send him further into a bliss, his eyes were closed, his was giving himself completely to Glen, who wasn’t in a better state, if somebody had asked him to say something intelligent he would have been unable, his whole person was just focused on the body beneath him, the sensations that were flooding his whole body…
Mark looked at Jeff for a little moment, Jeff a little intrigued, before he went to the bathroom still annoyed by the mixed feelings that were boiling up in him everytime he looked at Jeff, that seemed to be something that just didn’t want to stop, the water running after a minute telling Jeff he’d take a shower now, no more cuddling, pouting slightly to himself, he stretched before getting up and getting his notebook he got back in the bed, using all the pillows to get comfortable and started reading his mails... He wasn’t surprised to see Matt had answered him, sighing, he knew what would be in it, he opened it and started reading, clenching a fist and fighting back the tears that started to dwell up, he couldn’t grasp why they had started getting at each others throats like that, but the words hurt, more than any blow could ever do… He was still staring at the screen when Mark got out of the bathroom, dark thoughts circling his mind and keeping back not to call his brother and scream, noticing the change in mood in his punk, Mark fought back the urge to ask him what was up, instead he went over this his side of the room and started to get dressed, this was all awkward enough for him not to have to walk around just a towel around his waist, but after a little while the silence was getting too oppressive and Mark joined Jeff, dressed in only pants he adressed him, his voice soft and gentle, well as soft and gentle he managed anyways “You’re ok punk? Not used to see you this silent and brooding kid”, the notebook was slammed shut and he could see how bad Jeff was fighting to compose himself “Yes, just dreaming a little”, “Yes, I saw that, but still, you’re ok?”, “Yes, gonna take a shower” and Jeff got up from the bed, leaving Mark staring at the notebook “Can I check my mails on your computer punk?”, Jeff just wanted to be left alone and without thinking agreed “Yes”, “Thanx”
Mark took the notebook and opened it, it took a couple of seconds before it started up again, showing the screen Jeff had up before smashing it close, it took a lot of thinking for Mark to decide whether to invade the kids privacy or not, but seeing it was actually a mail that was open, he decided to take a quick peak, looking at the closed bathroom door he got comfortable on the same spot Jeff had been laying and started reading, his mind made up to find out what had pissed the younger Hardy off that badly. He actually thought he was dreaming as he went through the lines, seeing how bad the situation really was, the sole fact that Matt had adressed his brother with “Dear Loser-Bro, I’m still feeling sick at the thought of you, and your little insults don’t get to me, they never did”, he glanced over to the bathroom sighing, well he clearly understood what had put him in that kind of mood, that kind of treatment would do that to you “Yes, you may think your match was great, but still, you better not forget you lost”, that had been clear, no way he’d get the chance of being the undisputed champ, not yet, and he didn’t think Jeff had been blind to that fact, it was a match to push him a little, and a great match it had been, it took a lot to pull the stunts Jeff had managed, everything his brother should actually be proud of, Mark continued, glaring with an unexplicable anger “And honestly, I don’t understand why the Undertaker didn’t break you forever, that would actually have been a grace kill, a way of getting you to rethink your life, but no, that sore ass just patted you like a dog, yes a dog Jeff, you’re right, he showed you respect, the one you were so badly craving for right, but for how long you think that will last?”
Mark was starting to feel sorry for Jeff, he didn’t know what had been said before this mail, he’d check that afterwards, but Matt had it all wrong, the kind of respect Jeff had earned himself was not easy to get from the Taker, and yet Mark had decided to show it openly, that fact alone should show Matt that he was serious about pushing his younger brother to excellence, “Anyways, I’ll be at the next show, to see you lose some more, don’t get lost more than you are already”, ah good, Mark could take care of making a statement when they’d meet, though perhaps he should keep out, sighing he closed the mail and opened the last one, which made the anger really boil up “Hi Loser,”, well he seemed to keep his brother in high regards “After all I told you, you still went out there tonight and made a complete fool out of yourself, getting punched through the ring by the Taker, damn I wish I could see the bruises on your body, how’s your back? Still feeding on pills?”, he heard the water be turned out, and overflew the next lines, then checking what Jeff had answered Matt, he finished the second Jeff got out of the bathroom and quickly started reading his own mails, nothing special in there, and so he quickly shut down the computer, staring at Jeff, who noticed his glance, “What?”, “Nothing punk, just looking at you”, “Whatever”, “You won’t tell me what bugs you right?”, “Nothing bugs me Mark”, “Oh yes, sure, what did I tell you about lying to me kid”, “Fuck you”, Jeff started to get dressed, not understanding why Mark had to push it like that, “What’s up with you, every hour you start bugging me again or what?”, Mark had enough, and locking his eyes with Jeff’s he spat “Don’t be an ass, I’m just trying to help”, there was silence, silence and more silence, Jeff shaking his head growling a little “It’s none of your business”, “I agree, but then again it somewhat is”, “No, it ain’t”, “You know it could help to talk about it”, Jeff looked ready to bust in tears, he finished dressing, trying his best to stay calm and failing royally “Leave it alone, please”, “Listen Jeff, I won’t, call me stubborn or whatever, I just want to help you, you deserve that someone takes a little care of you, you’re busting your body kid…”, Mark went over to Jeff and put a hand on his shoulder, the other one taping on his head “…and I’m sure in there it ain’t better, so why don’t you try telling me what goes on”, “Nothing, a little fight, nothing bad”, “You making it sounds like friendly bickering”, “Don’t mock me”, “I can’t do better than this Jeff, if you refuse to talk to me”, Jeff was backing away from him “I don’t refuse, I just don’t want to talk about it, and why do you want to get involved”, Mark was following him “Why? ‘Cause it ain’t cool to have to deal with fighting and insulting alone Jeff”, Jeff was more than intrigued “What insults?”
Mark stood there, at a loss, but as the situation had developped he had to admit he had read the mail in order to get the discussion going on “I read that mail your bro send you Jeff, it was still up on the screen when I took your notebook, and I’m sorry I read it ok, but I couldn’t help it”, Jeff stared at him, his eyes betraying the anger, the pain and the emotions “You what?”, “I said I’m sorry Jeff, but I’m glad I did you know”, Jeff snapped and jumped on him, making them both thumble to the bed and fall on it, Jeff on top of Mark’s chest, keeping his arms together “Jeff come on, calm, I…”, Mark felt a knee collide with his crotch and hissed, so the boy wanted to play it tough, unwinding his arms he grapped Jeff’s wrists “You’re no match for me like this Jeff, my strength and experience will get the better of you and your anger, so stop it and let’s discuss…”, he got interrupted by another kick with the knee “Jeff, stop it” but from the glare he got there was no use in trying to talk some sense in the younger Hardy “I warn you Jeff”, and then he had enough and took Jeff by the shoulders, headbutting him while he kept the knee tightly between his legs and pushing him back, it was the moment he realised what that movement would do to Jeff’s back and he tried to somehow pull him back but he only managed to fall on top of Jeff on the floor…
Glen too fell to the floor, but in his case it was a bad manoeuvre after his last trust and the fact that Dave bucked, he just wasn’t prepared to react and landed on the floor, panting, a large grin on his face as he tried to come back to his senses, Dave laying on the bed contemplating his lover on the floor for a while, then sliding down to lay on top of him “I’m not done with you yet”, Glen opened his eyes “Good, ‘cause I’m not done either”…
A couple of rooms down the hall, Mark stared at Jeff “Oh shit Jeff I’m sorry”, “Get off of me, I can’t breathe with you crushing me”, Mark got up, sitting on his knees and pulled Jeff in his arms, reflexe, all reflexe “Sorry kid, but you called for it”, “Yes yes, you invade my privacy and I call for it”, “I’m sorry”, “Your so-called experience and strength suck Mark”, Mark smiled at him, holding him “Jeff, seriously, I’m not ready to go through fights and fits everytime I ask you something personal”, Jeff stared at him defiantly “Then don’t ask”, “Wrong answer, tell me, please Jeff”, Jeff gave up, sighing “What’s there to tell, Matt and I got into an huge fight and apparently I pissed him off for good this time”, “What about, the fight?”, Mark had started to gently caress his back, Jeff’s face pulled against his chest, his other hand roaming Jeff’s arm “Everything”, “That’s a lot, the guitar part of that too”, “Humm, don’t mock me, dammit”, “No, I don’t, you said everything”, “I know what I said Mark”, Mark wanted to get him to open up, and if that meant getting him angry again he was ready to do it “Because of the drugs?”, “What drugs?”, “The ones you take”, “I don’t do drugs, I thought we had closed that subject”, “Then why do your results alarm everybody”, he could feel Jeff tense in his arms “Who’s alarmed now?”, “Some people”, “You do gossip all of a sudden? We had this conversation already, so quit it”, now Mark had to chuckle, he slapped him tenderly in the neck “No, I don’t, I was told”
Jeff laughed even if he really wasn’t feeling like laughing, he had been feeling so relaxed around Mark, able of forgetting some of his troubles, but apparently life just didn’t want to leave him alone, “You listen to what people tell you, to me that’s gossip Taker, but I still don’t do drugs”, “Pot?”, “That’s not really a drug is it”, Mark pushed him away a little and melted his green eyes with Jeff’s “Eeeh, as far as I know pot too is a drug kid”, “Ok, so I sometimes smoke, so what, I’m not the only one”, “The painkillers?”, “Prescribed by the doc and not some guy in a dark alley you fuck, don’t even look at me like that, got them from our doc, so I got my ass covered”, Mark sighed, amused at the way Jeff was giving him his answers “Coke?”, “No thanx, I’m not thirsty Mark”, “Jeff”, “Happens, sometimes, but not often”, “That you’re not thirsty?”, Jeff grinned at him, why was the Undertaker able of sending him through so many emotions on such a short timespan “You’re a real pain, how about your drug exploits”, “Don’t do any… anymore, let’s be fair right, I did some stupid things but I stopped that crap”, “Yeah, when one gets old ha…”, Mark stared at him “At least you’re smiling again”
Jeff tried to get out of his arms and Mark let him go, feeling a little relieved as he saw that Jeff just wanted to get comfortable against him “So now we’re staying on the floor punk?”, “Yes, we do, I’m rather comfortable, are you too?” Jeff grinned at him, knowing very well that it couldn’t be comfortable for Mark “Oh yes, a real blast” Mark’s hands started to play with Jeff’s hair “You should color it again, you’re looking like a washed-out rainbow on a stormy day”, “What?”, “Your hair looks like shit”, “Oh, thank you very much, yours too actually, you were a lot cooler with your long hair Taker”, “Oh, hostility alarm”, “No, the truth, man, what did you think?”, “That my hair deserved a change”, “Humm, yeah, it didn’t you know”, Mark laughed “We’re talking about your hair here Jeff, I’d suggest green, would go nicely with your eyes”, Jeff stared at him, thinking “Humm, you’re not that bad, you can give good suggestions you know”, Jeff slapped him an his arm “You went through my stuff and you saw there was green haircolor, you’re such an ass”, Mark stared at him and shook his head “I swear I didn’t, I just imagined you with green hair and it strikes me as nice”, “Ahh, yeah, sure, but I find it hard to believe you, anyways, I had planned green but now…” Jeff grinned at Mark who just shook his head “Remind me how old you are”, “Old enough”, “What are you, born in 80, 81, 83?”, the glare he got made him laugh, he knew Jeff was older but teasing him like that was just a blast, “You’re a fuck, a stupid fuck Mark, you suck, you really suck”, “That’s not a nice thing to say kid”, “You started it, I’m born in 77, 77 you stupid man”, “Ooh, that old already, wow”, “Oh I don’t believe it”, Jeff was cuddling against him sighing, somewhat amused “And what are you, born in 1870 or somewhat around that time, right?”, Mark chuckled “Yeah, exactly, actually it was 1760 you know”, “Yeah, figures, you look like a rotten corpse”, “Wow, thank you so much kid”
Shawn had been nicely installed in his bed reading his mails when he heard the bang from the room next door, that made him go back to his old self and he couldn’t but laugh at what he was hearing, he grinned at Hunter who had gotten out of the bathroom “They are at it again”, “Yeah, I see you are too”, “Hey, Mark apparently kicked him through the room again”, Hunter looked at him “No”, “Yes”, “Stay out of it”, “Yeah, I just want to be informed that’s all”, Hunter got dressed, sighing…
Mark Henry was at the gym with Adam and Chris when some more guys arrived, one he could have avoided for another week, and the glare Matt shot him through the room left a couple of people speechless, not feeling too good he went over to the older Hardy “What?”, “Where is he?”, “Probably still with the Taker, rumors are that they room together now”, “No way”, “Room 918, you go check if you don’t believe me”, “No, I’ll see him later, no reason to start getting my mood downed already”, “It seems like your mood is already pretty down kid”, Matt turned ready to retaliate, but seeing Ric Flair and Hogan he decided to shut it, their glare was kind of spooky and he started to believe Henry and his conspiracy theories, he had never had trouble with them and yet they were both not showing their most friendly side “Henry, you live very dangerously you know”, with that they both moved past them and joined Eddie, Chris and Adam, who had been observing their entry “What was that?”, “Henry is looking for trouble”, “Oh, whatever you say Ric”, “Yes”…
Matt took his stuff up, rooming with Shannon on the 9th floor too, unfortunately for him, he had missed the 1, and he ended up listening at the door of room 908, the one Dave and Glen were at the zillionth moaning contest, he dropped his stuff staring at Shannon who just shrugged his shoulders, holding his mouth shut with a hand not to scream in admiration “Wow”, Matt was just shocked and whispered “That all you have to say?”, “Eeeh, wow, yeah, Jeff is getting nailed by the Taker, that is worth a wow Matt, even you have to admit that, they must be, wow”, “You’re an ass, I don’t believe it”, Shannon pushed Matt away to their room “Calm yourself, you can get back at him, but not when the Taker is… IN him”, “You disgust me”, “You heard them, that’s wow, I’m trying to figure out when was the last time I howled like that during the act of looooove”, Matt covered his ears, glaring “Stop it, that’s my baby brother you’re drooling about there”, Shannon stopped laughing “Oh, and now you like him again?”, “No, he’s still an irresponsible stupid ass, and I’m still gonna make him pay, but those sounds, he’s destroying him in there, eeuuuhhh”, Shannon burst out in laughter “You’re only jalous, admit it”, “No, I’m a. not attracted to men and b. if I were, I don’t think Mark would be my choice, really not”, Shannon was unpacking his stuff and chuckled, grinning at him “No, you’d like to fuck me”, “You are disgusting Shannon, really deeply disgusting, you should support me in this”, “Oh I do”…
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