Bubble Gum By Cryptic Enigma
	Title: Bubble Gum Rating: NC-17 Content: Slash, mild bondage, pretty much PWP. Just an excuse to get two hotties to have kinky sex! *Winks and grins* Distribution: Ask first, please. Characters: Jeff Hardy/Raven. Genre: Slash. Don’t like it, don’t read it. Disclaimer: Characters belong to WWE, not me…*Pouts* Spoilers: That episode of Raw when Raven cuffed Jeffie to the ropes. Summary: Jeff has a little problem after the Raw taping… Bubble Gum The RAW crowd booed riotously as the Deadman and his kilt-clad accomplice mobbed the Hardy boys. Jeff cringed as Undertaker's boot battered against his back. The young Hardy made a valiant show of trying to escape from the handcuffs that relentlessly held him to the ropes. It felt unusual, to be able to move but not able to escape or defend himself. But then again, that was the point. He struggled and squirmed dramatically, listening to Matt screaming at him over the crowd's jeering. In the corner of his eye, Jeff could see his brother being held back by Raven. Jeff had to stop himself from grinning at the sight of Raven's hair. He couldn't have done a better job himself. The former ECW legend was pretty attractive for a guy his age, Jeff thought to himself. Nice body, a deep rich sexy voice. Very nice legs, as the kilt he wore revealed on a weekly basis. Jeff smiled to himself again as he thought about what could be concealed under that kilt… Flushing, Jeff shifted uncomfortably on the apron to conceal his growing arousal. He cursed himself inwardly for thinking such salacious thoughts at such an inappropriate time. Luckily, it wasn't like he was going to be standing up anytime soon. After a few more moments, the paramedics ran to ringside and unfastened the cuffs from the rope. Jeff allowed the medics to roll him onto the stretcher, glad that his erection had worn off and faded. The minute he was behind the curtain, the youngest Hardy opened his eyes and leapt off of the stretcher. He smiled brightly as his brother, who was limping ever so slightly as a result of his match against the Undertaker that night. 'You alright, bro?' Jeff asked, ruffling Matt's dark hair playfully. With a mock scowl at his younger sibling, Matt grinned painfully and nodded as the pair of them walked to their dressing room. 'I'm just dandy,' Matt replied. 'I think that went pretty well.' Jeff nodded his agreement and started to skip alongside his brother as they trekked through the hallways. A gentle rattling sound immediately alerted both Hardys. They glanced at Jeff's wrist, which still had Raven's handcuffs attached to them. Jeff laughed at his silliness for not noticing the cuffs sooner. 'Oops! Forgot all 'bout those there!' he giggled. 'I'm gonna go find the medics and get these offa me. They had a key.' 'Alright,' Matt said. The older Hardy watched as Jeff ran back over to the medics before turning to head to the dressing room. The two medics, who were stood drinking coffee by the refreshment table, smiled as the young man jogged up to them. 'Hey guys,' he greeted in his usual friendly tone. 'You wouldn't be able to get these things offa my wrist, would ya?' The medics exchange glances and shook their head. 'Raven took the keys back from us,' one explained. 'I guess he forgot you still had them on.' 'He was headed to the parking lot, last we saw of him,' the other offered. 'Okay, thanks a lot,' Jeff said quickly. The two medics went back to their coffee as the Hardy boy ran as fast as he could down the hallway leading to the parking lot. Outside, the night air was silent and cold. There was no one in sight, only a few vehicles. Glancing down at his wrist, Jeff sighed and stamped his foot hopelessly, wondering how long he'd be stuck with the cuffs on him. 'Lost something, kid?' Jeff gasped and spun around to find Raven behind him, sitting on top of a closed dumpster in the corner of the parking garage, staring into the distance. Sighing, relieved that he'd found Raven, Jeff smiled as he approached the older man. 'Yeah, you,' he replied. 'You forgot your cuffs, man.' Jeff raised his right hand into the air, shaking it so that the chains of the cuffs rattled demonstratively. Watching intently out of the corner of his eye as the younger man came closer, Raven chuckled to himself softly, looking up into the night's sky. 'I suppose you want the key,' he drawled softly. Jeff stopped in his tracks and blinked nervously. He knew Raven was a little weird, even out of character, but the older man's tone of voice was now proving especially unhinging. Jeff shrugged and nodded, forcing a sweet smile. 'Yes please,' he said politely. Raven chuckled again, his eyes flicking downwards to meet Jeff's. He discreetly scanned the young North Carolinian's fit young body, paying particular attention to Jeff's curvy hips and ass. Despite Raven's subtly, Jeff had enough experience to know when someone was checking him out. He felt his cheeks flush as Raven gradually clambered down from the dumpster and neared him with slow, even paces. He stood in front of Jeff, looking into the younger man's eyes, his head cocked to one side slightly. After a moment, he abruptly grabbed the unoccupied cuff, much to Jeff's surprise. Pulling the handcuffs and the Hardy boy's hand up to his face, Raven stared at the keyhole on the cuffs for a long moment. 'The keys are in my car,' he said softly. Nodding, Jeff gulped as Raven lifted his eyes to once again stare into Jeff's. Taking the younger man's delicate hand in his, Raven led the way over to his vehicle, Jeff having no choice but to follow the lead. Once they reached the rental, Raven released Jeff's hand and opened the driver door. 'Get in the passenger side,' he ordered. 'This might take a while, you may as well sit down.' Jeff frowned, not understand how unfastening a pair of handcuffs could 'take a while'. But since Raven's commanding voice didn't leave much room for argument, Jeff complied and got in the passenger side. The two superstars closed their doors simultaneously, a short silence passing between them before Raven reached onto the passenger side floor for his bag. Jeff watched as Raven fumbled around in the front pocket, after a moment revealing a small key. He smiled lightly and held it out in front of Jeff's face. The younger man moved to take the key from Raven, but had it pulled back. Following where the key went with his eyes, Jeff reached for the key again to have it pulled away again. He felt like a kitten being teasing with a ball of string. Jeff looked at Raven, blinking in innocent perplexity. The hardcore professional grinned. 'Now, you have to be sure that you want this key,' he explained. 'Because I don't think you want this key just yet, do you?' Jeff blinked again, giving Raven a questioning glance. Positive that Jeff wasn't as oblivious to his advances as he was making out, Raven's grin intensified as he leaned forward. 'I think,' he whispered. 'That you'd rather stay in this car a little while longer. Am I right? Do you want to stay with me, Jeff?' Jeff shuddered as the older man's hand clasped his knee, squeezing softly. Shyly diverting his eyes away from Raven's, the young Hardy glanced at the handcuff still attached to his wrist. Taking Jeff's response as the go-ahead, Raven leaned further forward and brushed his lips against the exposed skin of Jeff's neck. Jeff sighed softly as Raven's fingers slowly trailed up the inside of his thigh and tenderly cupped Jeff's groin. The younger man's body reacted immediately, the hardness from earlier in the evening returning to its rightful place. Jeff blushed in slight embarrassment, glancing up as Raven chuckled softly. When the Hardy boy looked up and faced him, Raven instantly cupped Jeff's face with his free hand and pressed his lips against the younger man's. Raven sighed, running his tongue over Jeff's lips gently, tasting bubble-gum flavoured lip-gloss and smiling in amusement. His eyes widening, Jeff groaned softly as Raven increased the pressure and intensity of their kiss, allowing their tongues to bout against one another as they met in the middle. It was a beautiful, yet savage display of passion, which prompted Raven's grip on Jeff's groin to change and increase. Watching as Raven began undoing the fastening on his trousers, Jeff boldly slipped a hand up to rake through Raven's dual-coloured dreadlocks, encouraging the older man to touch him more. Remembering the component still attached to his young lover's wrist, Raven grabbed the loose cuff and quickly snapped it against the door handle, locking it in place. Breaking the kiss on hearing the metallic clicking, Jeff glanced at the handcuffs and pulled at them roughly. Raven must have used central locking when Jeff was distracted, because the door didn't give way and open. Grinning, Raven cupped Jeff's chin and turned the younger man's face back to look at him. Placing a remarkably gentle fleeting kiss on the younger man's lips, Raven slid onto the passenger side floor in front of Jeff, hastily relieving the Hardy of his trousers. To make this easier for Raven, Jeff kicked off his shoes and brushed them to one side with his feet. Draping the shed trousers over the driver's seat, Raven eyed Jeff's arousal, which was straining against the flimsy thong material it was imprisoned behind. Running his hands up Jeff's gorgeous legs, Raven brushed his fingertips against the thong and then carried on upwards to the sleek material of Jeff's silvery see-through shirt. The older man gently eased the garment over Jeff's head and off of Jeff's left arm. The right arm, since it was manacled to the door handle, proved as an obstacle. Noticing this, Jeff used his left hand to rip the shirt clean away from his arm, tossing the tattered object onto the backseat. Raven stared at Jeff, surprised the younger man had done something so destructive to his precious clothing. Jeff shrugged and smiled, nonchalant. 'I got too many anyway,' he cracked. Grinning, Raven leaned in and tenderly flicked his tongue over Jeff's nipple, bringing it fully erect almost instantly. Giving the other nipple equal attention, Raven smiled to himself as Jeff moaned lightly, sighing sensuously at the older man's touches. Jeff's hand slipped between them and began working on the fastening of Raven's black leather kilt as Raven began trailing his tongue from Jeff's throat down to his stomach, then back again. After a moment of fumbling, the kilt dropped to the floor, revealing a black thong very similar to that of Jeff's. Smirking happily at this sight, Jeff looked down at the gorgeous man ravaging his chest. As Jeff reached up and began caressing Raven's nipples with his thumb, the older man lowered his body against Jeff's gently. They both moaned as their housed members brushed and ground against each other. Bringing his lips back up to meet Jeff's again, Raven wasted no time sliding his tongue in between Jeff's lips, exploring the divine depths of his young mouth. The kiss taking his breath away, Jeff dug the nails of one hand into the firm flesh of Raven's ass, moaning in frustration as his other hand was unable to join in on the fun. Raven smirked in amusement at Jeff's disappointment, compensating for it as best he could by strengthening the kiss, losing his fingers in Jeff's blonde locks and kissing him harder and more passionately by the second. As Raven's hips bucked and ground firmly into his, Jeff felt a beautiful pain as desire swept through his body and began to build an impending climax inside of him. The young Hardy gasped as Raven pulled back, his fingers hooking the rim of Jeff's undergarment and quickly relieving him of it. Raven eyed Jeff's erect penis hungrily, licking his lips in anticipation as he felt Jeff's eager hand slide his own thong over his hips and to the floor of the car. Immediately, Jeff took Raven into his hand and began working on the erect flesh, teasing the hardened member with his fingers and his palm. Raven groaned loudly, gritting his teeth in a strenuous effort not to reach his climax right there and then. He reached into the gym bag that he had lain on the driver seat floor and fumbled in the same pocket which he had recovered the key from. He produced a small bottle of lubrication, which he held out to Jeff. 'Here,' he gasped. 'Make yourself useful.' Grinning contentedly, Jeff extended his hand and watched as Raven quickly squirted a fair amount of the cherry scented lubrication onto Jeff’s waiting fingers. He quickly took Raven's member back into his hand and eagerly spread the oil over the hardened flesh. Applying some of the oil to his own fingers, Raven reached below Jeff's hardness and slipped a finger into Jeff's entrance. Jeff gasped pleasurably, feeling a harsh burning sensation as Raven added two more fingers, stretching him out firmly. Feeling a sense of loss and relief when Raven finally removed his fingers, Jeff panted heavily in expectancy as Raven gently lowered himself down against the younger man. Looking to Jeff, as if for permission, Raven readied himself as Jeff nodded, sweat pouring down his lovely face. Slowly, Raven pushed forward as his slick member slid into Jeff. Moaning as Raven entered him, Jeff threw his head back in utter bliss, his cuffed hand griping the door handle so tight, he was worried it may break off in his grasp. The fingers of his other hand dug into the flesh of Raven's ass, encouraging the older man to go deeper. Jeff's grip on Raven's rear was most likely hard enough to be painful, but Raven seemed to be enjoying it immensely. Closing his eyes tightly and panting heavily as Jeff's heat engulfed him, Raven pushed his hardness into Jeff as far as it would go. He heard Jeff yelp in pleasure as the tip of his member brushed the younger man's prostate, and so gently retracted most of the way out of Jeff before pushing back into him again, a little harder this time. They soon started up an even rhythm, Jeff raising his hips to meet Raven's as the older man impaled him with his burning hot member. The sweat gleamed on Raven's forehead, beading and dripping down his beautiful chest. Jeff watched this in admiration, the sight turning him on even more and finally brought him to a climax. His seed exploded and coated Raven's stomach, prompting Raven to be brought over the edge soon after. Jeff felt the hot flow as Raven's passion filled him inside. The younger man amiably took Raven into his arms as the older man collapsed against his body, exhausted from their passionate encounter. They lay there, panting heavily, the sweat cooling against their skin as they slowly got their breath back. Raising his head to look at Jeff, Raven smiled and brushed his lips against Jeff's tenderly. Smiling back sleepily, the younger man watched as the gorgeous ECW icon got up off of him and reached behind him. Picking up the small key from its place on the dashboard, Raven leaned over Jeff and quickly unlocked the cuff around Jeff's wrist. Jeff rubbed his wrist in his other hand and grinned up at Raven. The older man moved across the front of the car and sat in the driver seat, revelling in the afterglow of the mind-blowing experience he and the young Hardy had just shared. Glancing down at the older man's nude form, Jeff noticed the traces of seed still present on Raven's stomach. Smirking, Jeff leaned forward and attentively licked the older man's stomach clean. Raven watched this display of submissiveness with great interest, realising exactly what it was about Jeff Hardy that turned him on so much. When he was done cleaning Raven's stomach, Jeff moved back and reached onto the floor, picking out Raven's clothes and handing them over to his lover. Once they were both dressed, they turned and smiled secretly at one another. Wordlessly, Jeff opened the passenger door and stepped outside as Raven slipped his key into the car's ignition. The engine revved and the car backed up, while Jeff stood along side it. He watched with a satisfied smile on his face as Raven pulled out of the parking garage and drove away into the night. Jeff chuckled to himself as he folded his arms across his bare chest and started to walk back to the arena entrance. Boy, did he have a story to tell Christian on Sunday… Raven braked at a red light, leaning back and breathing in the rich aroma of passion that flooded the air in the front of his car. Suddenly, something occurred to him and pasted a broad smile over his handsome face. Turning, he reached over into the backseat and picked up the torn white mesh shirt that Jeff had cast down. Holding it to his face and breathing in Jeff's lingering scent, Raven sighed lightly and closed his eyes. So dreams really did come true… *~*~*~* So…What d’ya think? Hot or not? Let me know and thanks for reading! Cherry Cage.