Fresh Breath By Stefani
	Fresh Breath By: Stefani Rated: NC-17/Slash/Incest Disclaimer: I don’t own anyone… Distribution: As always, DreamLand, Slash Central, and Storm. Anyone else can have IF you ask. Characters: Matt Hardy and Jeff Hardy 1/1 The soft cushioning of the hotel bed padded Jeff’s nude body that was encased on the sweaty sheets of the hotel. It was the morning after. How did he feel? Was it right what he did? Were the damned morals and values kicking in, screaming at him and telling him what a twisted person he was? Did he regret it? More importantly, did Matt? The temptation had always been with him, and he had always wanted to get it out, but was last night how he wanted to do it? Were things going to be odd now? Would he blush every time Matt was around, or would he simply fade a way? Questions like that can slowly pick away at yourself until finally, you get out of bed, and find out. Jeff could already hear the shower running, knowing Matt liked to get up early. He had felt Matt leave, slip his strong arms away from Jeff, the body heat they had shared all night- lost. But yet, that feeling in his heart that had long been void was now full. And Jeff felt a newfound warmth that existed within him, as if, after he and Matt became one, something was permanently chiseled in his heart, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. But it was new, and felt… nice. Not lonely, not sad, but oddly pleased. He closed his eyes and drifted back to the wonderful memories of last night. While it was the last thing he thought would have happened, it happened. And that was all that mattered. He had mentally worked out a million times how he would tell Matt his feelings, how he would kiss him, but every delicate thread of his plan came completely unraveled in such a spontaneous turn of events. It was just one of those moments that caught him off guard, and was a moment that Jeff would never, ever forget. ************************* The day had been horrible as it was. Jeff had tremendous jet lag from being sent coast his coast. His rental car was a tiny little thing that he had literally crawled into. His head hit the ceiling, and even with the wheel all the way up, he still had continuously bumped his knees on it. On top of that, the hotel had lost his reservation to the last available room. He was frustrated, tired, and just plain pissed off. His heavy suitcase was on the floor at his feet, his face glared irritably at the rookie who flipped through computer files, apologizing over and over again. There was a convention that was being held at the hotel all weekend and they were booked solid. Just when Jeff was about to take the guy out and relieve all his rage on the poor young kid, his savoir walked in. Dark curls that spiraled down his back, deep chocolate eyes you got lost in for hours, a perfect body, muscular and tan with a deep smile. A loose black shirt was on his chest, just assenting his perfection, and loose pants that still perfectly sculpted his round ass, even through their baggy material. A single duffel strap was hung over his shoulders. His cheerful face met with the likes of Jeff’s upset one as soon as he walked in the glass doors. “Got a problem?” He asked Jeff, their eyes connecting on contact and totally ignoring the guy at the counter. He set his bag down next to Jeff’s. “They lost my room.” Jeff said with a deep sigh, “Amongst another million things I’m sure you don’t want me to get into.” “No prob, Jeff. You can just stay with me and save this poor man some trouble.” He said checking into his room. The man looked quite relieved to be off the hook. Jeff didn’t even have a chance to protest before Matt had the key, his and Jeff’s bag, and was going down the hallway. Jeff jogged to keep up with him. “Are you sure?” He asked, his eyes deep and questioning, “I’m sure I could find a hotel down the road…” His voice faded off, knowing he didn’t need all of that additional headaching. But staying in a room with Matt would be torture, just like it always was. Wanting to reach out and hold him, feel him… kiss him. Temptation was a tough thing to fuck with, and one slip up could really cost Jeff. “Sure I’m sure!” Matt said with a big southern grin, “Besides, we’ve stayed together plenty of times, I don’t mind housin’ ya.” Matt added, reaching his room. In one quick swipe, he slid the key through and was granted access. It was a simple room, Matt was much stingier then Jeff and believed in saving. Besides, when you stayed in hotels over a hundred days a year, they all start to look the same and it’s pointless to blow obscene amounts of money on them. There was one, large, single bed, a desk, table, dresser, and TV. Plenty for a night’s stay. It was already after eleven any ways and they had to be up bright and early tomorrow for an autograph signing. However, Jeff’s eyes kept drifting back to the large bed that he knew he’d be sharing with Matt later. It was plenty big enough, and Jeff remembered a day when he’d shared beds this big with over five people just because they all couldn’t afford rooms. “Make yourself at home.” Matt said, flopping on the bed. He turned on the TV, casually channel surfing through some shows. Jeff set his small bag down beside the table and unzipped it, retrieving a notepad. Matt occasionally stole glances at Jeff, who was trying really hard to seem more interested in coloring in the margins of a poem he had written earlier. The lead of his pencil dug deeper into the notepad. Matt turned the volume up to muffle the sounds as his body shifted. Jeff’s hair was a strong teal, his colorful strands pulled back into two tall, girly ponytails on the back of his head. Jeff’s chest was sculpted with a tight, white wife beater that his form could have been poured into a hardened perfectly, as the shirt showed off every detail of his strong chest. His jeans were loose and faded from their years of wear, their baggy bottoms torn up. He didn’t have the shining face that makeup created on TV, just the raw, natural tone that was none other then 100% Jeff Hardy. And the site alone was caught in Matt’s dark orbs, taking the breath right out of his lungs. With the new distraction of the increased noise of the TV and Jeff’s concentration in shading in a dark rose he had doodled, Matt took the opportunity to get up. He took a deep breath. Little did Jeff know, Matt had been having the same questioning feelings, for much longer then Jeff. Little kisses in OMEGA that he passed as “all for the gimmick”, which he had planned, just drew him into the closing world of Jeff Hardy. On top of the raw sexual power that obviously existed, there was a layer of the unknowns, and even though he was still his brother, there was just a mysterious aura that surrounded Jeff. Matt slowly walked to the back of the table, behind Jeff, looking over to see the artistic skills that his little brother had. He planted both hands on either side of Jeff’s shoulders firmly in a quick, swift motion. Jeff gasped out of surprise from being caught off guard. “Pretty fancy doodling.” Matt said softly. His accent came through strongly, the southern drawl slurring words together. “Th- Thanks, Matt, but it’s j-just a sketch.” Jeff said, not nervous and uncomfortable in the position Matt had placed him in. His back was rigid and his heart pounding. He felt like a deer caught in the headlights of a semi-truck. Matt started to lower his head to Jeff, before suddenly changing his mind and jerking it off and removing his hands in an abrupt fashion. “I need a shower.” He said, turning on a dime and walking off. Jeff’s mind was racing and trying to decipher if that really just happened as his eyes following the soft sway of Matt’s hips until they disappeared. His air was coming out in chopped breaths. His common sense and logic were in a constant debate forcing back and forth with what was right and what he wanted… and at times needed. Of course he told himself what a twisted fucker he was for wanting his own flesh and blood, but when he was around Matt, he felt this surge he couldn’t quite put his finger on. His eyes drifted to the bathroom door that was slightly ajar, able to see the soft steam from the hot shower lightly floating in the air, fogging the bathroom mirror. An invitation. But was this right? Jeff had seen the signals in Matt before. How he touched him, how they spoke… It had always been perfectly normal them, it was just how they were. But Jeff watched other siblings and they didn’t act like he and Matt did. They always seemed distant, they didn’t hug, cuddle, or comb each other’s hair, or buy each other clothes. In the midst of his thoughts, his sub-conscience was moving him towards the door, and kicking off his boots. The door creaked as he pushed it open. The hot smoke clung to his face, but his eyes clung to the shower. The shower door was a sliding door, also slightly ajar. He could see the scattered fragments of Matt’s nude body through the glass. Jeff inhaled sharply as he peeled off his top, discarding it on the counter. Hastily, he pulled off his jeans and stepped out of them, along with his shorts and socks. He took a quick glance at himself in the mirror, having to wipe some fog off for a clean view. Jeff placed his hand on the wet door and quickly slid it open. Was he opening a new part of his life? And what would come of it? Only time would tell. His breath was taken away as he saw Matt. Of course he had seen Matt naked many a time before, but never had seen him like this. Water was tricking down his hairless chest, his cock partially erect, his head flung back under the drops of water, his eyes closed, his lips curled… His curls were plastered to his back. He slowly turned his head to Jeff, who was only halfway in, and was standing dumbfounded in front of him. His eyes, that were now opened and glistening with pure desire, drew Jeff into the heat, taking over his mind and pulling him in. “I have a confession.” Matt whispered, reaching forward to touch Jeff’s cheek with his wet hand. Matt’s thumb rubbed it lightly; their eye contact was strong enough to send sparks between them. Jeff felt frozen, lost in Matt’s deep brown eyes and his wet pouty lips. “You’re beautiful, Jeff.” He said, “And if it’s wrong for me to want you so bad, so be it, but my heart can’t lie, it can only profess.” Matt bent forward now and let his lips touch Jeff’s softly, and after a mere second, pulled back. He smiled as Jeff pressed his slick chest against Matt. Matt firmly put a hand behind Jeff’s neck, that was bare since his hair was still in two high pigtails. This kiss was much deeper and intense, sucking Jeff into a whole different realm. Matt’s tongue probed at Jeff’s sealed lips until it was granted entry, exploring every cavity it could, rubbing against Jeff’s own tongue and the bumps of his teeth. Jeff’s fingers wove through Matt’s hair as Matt backed him into the wall. As they kissed, his fingertips trailed down Jeff’s chest as if he could touch him forever. When they pulled back, they were panting for breath, both of their arousals begging for what they now needed. “Baby brother…” Matt whimpered softly as Jeff’s bold hand plucking his nipples. “I’ve wanted you for so long.” Jeff whispered, sliding his nails down Matt’s chest, creating an incredible sensation through Matt. The water dropped onto his back, smacking the tiled floor. Jeff went to speak, Matt pressing his fingers to his lips before Jeff could get a word out. “Shhh. Don’t. Say. Anything.” He murmured. Matt’s hands found Jeff’s slim hips, and he gripped them tightly before pulling him tightly against Matt’s own hard cock. Jeff lightly moaned against Matt, his erection hard and aching. “Come on.” Matt whispered, taking Jeff by the hand. He used his foot to turn off the shower, pulling Jeff right out to the cold air. Jeff immediately clung to Matt for his body heat, the seemingly freezing air stinging his flesh. Matt looked in the mirror at their reflection, allowing his hands to slide up and down Jeff’s slick, wet back, before clutching his tight behind. They made their way out of the bathroom, the door left open from Jeff’s entry, walking over clothes that had quickly been stripped off earlier. Matt walked in front of Jeff, backing him up slowly until they were close to the bed. His lips came close to Jeff for a tease, his hands positioned high on Jeff’s chest as he casually pushed him onto the bed in a sitting position the end. He now let his lips capture Jeff’s sweet one and carefully straddled his lap. Matt planted either one of his knees on an opposite side of Jeff on the bed, sucking him in another kiss as Jeff’s silken hands touched all over Matt’s tight body. Jeff pulled back from their romantic moment, panting heavily. “I want you.” He mumbled, Matt’s lips kissing quickly all over his neck. He pushed Jeff down to the bed, crawling over him, keeping himself straddled. He pushed Jeff down the bed, crawling over his body. Matt lowered his head as Jeff arched his neck, begging Matt to kiss him. Matt’s tongue swiped out at Jeff in quick flicks, before he grabbed a small piece of flesh in his teeth, gently tugging it, feeling Jeff whimper beneath him. Tremors of pleasure ran through Jeff, his heart pounding harder and harder. Matt let out a soft sigh as his fingertips crept to Jeff’s nipples and pinches them into hard little buds. “Matt… oh God… Matt…” Jeff mumbled, pulling him up for a kiss. Jeff’s tongue probed at Mat’s lips until it easily slipped in, tasting faintly of mind toothpaste. Matt pushed his hands under Jeff, taking two firm handfuls of ass and softly beginning to spread the cheeks. “Mmmmm… Matt….” Jeff said pulling his brother off of him. Matt backed up and sat Indian-style, beckoning Jeff closer with his index finger. Jeff crawled into Matt’s lap, their erections pressing and Jeff’s legs wrapped around Matt’s hips. Matt held out his index finger to Jeff’s mouth. Jeff opened his mouth as Matt slid the digit in, Jeff’s tongue wrapping around it, sucking away on it and moistening it. Matt’s eyes deeply stared into Jeff’s, slowly pulling his finger out with a sultry look on his face. He lowered his hand down before softly nudging at Jeff’s tight resistance. Jeff sighed as he felt Matt slip a finger into his tight passage. Jeff bent his head as Matt kissed his neck. Slowly purging more of his finger into his little brother, Matt got the long length of the digit into Jeff. “You’re so tight.” Matt whispered in his ear, flicking out his tongue to take a swipe. Jeff’s arms wrapped around Matt, his heavy breath begging for more without the use of words. His older brother’s finger nudged around its confined state. He felt Jeff’s most secret place, the tip of his finger pushing against the soft, spongy love button of Jeff. Immediately, Jeff tensed up, his nails deeply digging into Matt’s back. “You like that, baby bro, does it feel good?” He said in a deep tone. Jeff just weakly nodded, trying as hard as he could to wiggle Matt’s finger deeper into him. Matt lightly wiggled his finger, Jeff squealing loudly with pleasure. “Come on, Matt… more… fill me up.” He said. Matt gradually got another finger into Jeff, beginning to stretch out Jeff’s tunnel even more. The silence was deafening, lightly filled with their heavy breaths that came out in a choppy pattern. The more Matt pushed his finger in, the more he wanted to feel his cock deep within the smaller man. He kissed Jeff again, finding it hard to add fingers with Jeff still on his lap. “We need to move.” Matt whispered, his fingers sliding out of Jeff, missing the tight heat they had been enjoying. Jeff whimpered, allowing Matt to lay him on the bed. He pulled his legs up, lewdly showing off his entrance. Matt put a hand on either of Jeff’s inner thighs, spreading them even more. He lightly blew against Jeff’s privates, his tongue doing circled around Jeff’s opening. Jeff moaned as Matt plunged his tongue in. Jeff gasped, feeling Matt’s long tongue licking around his insides. Jeff’s cock was painfully hard, and feeling Matt like this was making him ache even more. Matt’s tongue left the tightness of Jeff, as it licked up to his balls. He ran over the heavy sacs, leaving a trail of wetness up Jeff’s cock to his oozing cock, slick with pre cum. The heels of Jeff’s feet slammed into the bed and ground into the mattress. His hips arched as Matt slid his mouth over the head of Jeff’s cock, slurping obscenely. Jeff’s pants became wails. Matt, sensing Jeff’s coming orgasm, pulled his head up, a sinister grin spread across his lips. Jeff’s eyes looked at him, widening, yet hazed over. Matt crawled up Jeff to kiss him again, both men so needy that their lips were finding it hard to mesh- their faces full of spit, tongues darting out. Matt’s hand caressed Jeff’s hipbone, while Jeff’s own hands trailing along Matt’s chest, going down to his cock. Jeff took it in his hand, lightly jerking Matt off. Long, hard strokes, Matt not able to take it any more. “I want you.” He said, giving Jeff another kiss. Matt sprawled over Jeff again, getting up in his ear, “You ready?” He whispered. Jeff nodded as Matt licked him down his chest to his cock, taking a swipe at it. Matt reached over the bed, his fingers finding his bag and unzipping it. After a moment, he retrieved with a large bottle of baby oil. Jeff pulled his legs up again and heard the cap lid pop as Matt put some on his hand and rubbed it on his hard cock. Filling his hand up again, he smeared some of the clear liquid over Jeff’s bottom. Matt slowly guided the head of his cock into Jeff, letting out a soft “Ohhh…” Jeff’s eyes were clenched, but he was obvious deep in pleasure. Matt grunted, pushing more of his length into Jeff, the heat overwhelming for him, Jeff’s ass clenching around him with an unbelievable feel only Jeff Hardy could provide. Needing to feel more of this, Matt plunged the rest of himself in, his eyes rolling back into his head, his mouth slack. He has had sex with plenty of guys before, but none that could send a feeling like this through him. None that drove him absolutely wild with passion… none that were as hot as his little brother. “Oh Jeff…” He said, sunk to the base in warmth. Jeff was panting, trying to thrust up at Matt. Matt pulled out a little before pushing back in, slowly beginning to love Jeff. Matt, allowing hormones to overcome him, started to pound his sweet little brother’s ass. Jeff’s hands clenched the sheets; the pain of his insides being stretched far was filled with such pure love that he could barely feel it. Matt kissed Jeff, rolling his hips lightly, sucking his tongue into his mouth. Suddenly, Jeff shrieked out, panting. “Oh Matt… touch it again.” Matt angled himself, slamming his cock against Jeff’s prostate, Jeff screaming Matt’s name and yelping. “Oh Matty…” He wailed. Matt released a soft growl, pounding Jeff’s prostate harder and harder, Jeff biting his lip roughly. Matt reached down, finding his slick hand wrap around Jeff’s cock. He slowly started to pump it, while rolling in and out of Jeff. Jeff arched his chest as Matt bit on a nipple and tugged at it with his teeth, sensations shooting all over Jeff’s body, the pleasure so good that it physically ached him. Matt brought his head up, going back to working himself inside Jeff the best he could. Jeff released part of the sheets he had been holding in his hand, to reach and get and handful of slick, wet curls. His fingers twined around them, tugging lightly, egging Matt on to continue working in his sweet ass. “Y… you… you are so beautiful.” Matt gasped, Jeff blushing at the compliment, while it turning him on even more. Matt, now desperate to get Jeff off, started stroking Jeff even more so now, hard, quick, pumps. “Jeff… come more me… come for your brother.” He says. Jeff feels the sparks even more now, the mere words enough to send him over. He lets out a loud grunt. “Matt… ohhhh… Matt!” He screams. His muscles clench as his thick cum starts to shoot out and over Matt’s hand, that is still working him. His breath is jerky and fast, and Matt is buried deep inside him still, and he can feel himself holding him in tightly. Matt starts to jerk as well, and Jeff can only imagine what is coming… literally. “Jeff… ohhh Jeff…” Matt said, feeling his orgasm near. He threw his head back, the beautiful curls spiraling against the sweaty skin. His hot spurts begin, filling Jeff quickly. He moans more, Jeff’s hand running down his arm that has stopped its action all together. Matt felt his orgasm ending, slowly pulling out of Jeff and laying on his chest. Jeff rubbed Matt’s back, their sticky bodies smashed together. “Oh Matt…” He whispered, Matt still calming down from his incredible high. “I love you.” Matt whispered as he rolled off Jeff, spooning their bodies together. They share a small kiss, both feeling as if they were in some kind of dream sequence, and that tomorrow they would only realize that this was just another dream. But this time it wasn’t. This time it was real. “I’m sure glad you can to stay with me.” Matt added after a few minutes of silence. “And I plan to stay with you much more then tonight.” Jeff whispered, a small grin across his face, which spread to Matt’s lips as well. “I’d be glad to have ya.” He added with another peck, as the two drifted off into the night into a sleep much more peaceful then ever before.