"Hey."
Matt Hardy found his head roughly shoved backwards. He sat back on his haunches, peering curiously at his brother, who was glaring down at him. "Jeff? Don't you want me to finish?" Matt asked, frowning in confusion. He had been kneeling between his brother's legs, performing one of his favorite duties as a lover.
"Did you just say someone else's name?" Jeff demanded.
Matt gave his brother a funny look. "I had your cock in my mouth, how the hell could I have said anything at all?"
Jeff was still frowning. "I swear I heard something...something like ‘Jericho'."
"Oh for heaven's sake!" Matt threw his arms up in the air. "Chris and I have been over for two years Jeff! I haven't even thought about him since you and I admitted our feelings for each other."
"Yeah right." Jeff crossed his arms over his chest. "You have to fantasize about him to choke my cock down, huh?"
"Come on Jeff," Matt groaned. "I never even called him Jericho in bed! I called him Chris! And I never sucked cock for him half as much as I do for you. You're the only one I want, and that's how it's been ever since I realized I could actually have you."
Jeff sniffled, wiping at his eyes. "You're such a liar! You do want him, you just want to string me along while you have an affair with him!"
Matt climbed to his feet, throwing out his hands in a gesture of frustration. "Fine! I'll just go find Jericho and suck his cock instead! Would that make you happy? Huh?"
"I knew it! I knew you wanted him!" Jeff screamed. "You bastard! You said you loved me!"
Matt took a deep breath, sinking down onto the couch next to his lover. "Jeff, baby, I do love you," he whispered, taking his brother's hands in his own. "I love you very much. I couldn't be less interested in Jericho or more interested in you. Don't you remember how I left Chris, for you? He begged me to stay with him, but I told him I couldn't, because every time we were together, I was thinking about you."
Jeff sniffed and wiped away a tear, gazing up at his brother with wide eyes. "You were thinking of me, when you were with him?"
Matt nodded. "Every time baby. Every time I've ever had sex, I've wanted it to be you, because you are the most incredible and gorgeous man I've ever known. Now please, baby, just let me pleasure you."
Jeff was silent for a moment. Then his eyes shifted up to meet Matt's, a slight pout on his lips. "Buy me a ring?" he pleaded.
Matt blinked. "What?"
"A ring," Jeff repeated. "You know, like a commitment ring."
Matt frowned. "How would we explain that, baby? Most guys in the fed may know about us, but the world doesn't. What would you tell anyone who asked?"
Jeff shrugged. "Well most of the world thinks I have a girlfriend, so I'd say it was from her."
Matt shook his head. "I'd love to, Jeff, but I just don't think it's a good idea."
Jeff turned away, still pouting. "You bought Chris a ring," he muttered.
"I bought him a necklace," Matt corrected.
"A DIAMOND necklace!" Jeff shot back. "You're never given me diamonds."
Matt threw his hands up in the air again. "You want diamonds, fine, I'll buy you diamonds!"
A small smile came across Jeff's face. "Really?"
"Anything you want, baby," Matt murmured, brushing him lips against his lover's.
Jeff grinned, wrapping his arms around Matt's neck. "No wonder the guys say you're whipped," he chuckled.
Matt just shrugged. "Would you want me any other way?"
"Of course not." Jeff glanced down meaningfully, then looked back up at Matt. "Sorry about all this, but you know how insecure I get, and I really do want diamonds."
"And you'll get them," Matt promised.
"Good." Jeff cleared his throat. "And since you said you'd give me anything I want, do you think maybe you could, um, finish what you were doing before?"
Matt chuckled. "It'd be my pleasure, baby," he replied, sliding back onto the floor and onto his knees. People could say anything they wanted about Jeff, but he'd be damned if he didn't love the little bugger.
THE END