Title: Forbidden Love

Author: NeroAnne

Disclaimer: I do not own Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy or any other body I decide to put in this here ficcy, XD.

Summary: "It's forbidden, Matty," Jeff panted, shutting his eyes when Matt kissed his neck, "Forbidden!" Matt responded with a cold smirk, "Sure…it may be forbidden, but it's also love."

Dedicated to: AnonymousPunk. 3-shot.

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Chapter 1. Heat of the Moment.

Jeff frowned, walking behind his brother, holding onto his cheek. "You didn't have to hit me so hard…"

Matt glanced back at his brother and frowned, "Sorry," he stopped, turning around. His brown eyes traced over the redness on his baby brother's cheeks and he sighed.

Jeff tilted his head, watching Matt walk closer, "Matt?" his chin was grabbed in a gentle hold and he blushed, feeling Matt's soft lips on his left cheek then to his right cheek. When Matt let go of his chin, Jeff grinned, "I'm not a kid anymore, Matt…a kiss on the cheek isn't gonna cut it."

Matt's eyebrows rose, "Not gonna cut it, hm? Alright then," Matt smirked, "What do you want?"

Jeff smiled; walking ahead of Matt, "You know what I want…" his sweet southern drawl caused Matt to chuckle.

"Course I do," Matt pulled out his wallet and handed Jeff a dollar, "Here, go get your damn Skittles."

Jeff chuckled, kissing Matt's cheek, "Thanks!" he sped off towards the vending machines.

Matt shook his head, a wry smile on his lips, "And he says he isn't a kid…" Matt's eyes closed, his smile turning into a frown. 'Why couldn't you have said something else…? Something we both want. You feel this strange connection between us the same way I do…Hide it all you want Jeff, but I know you want me. And you know that I want you back.'

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Jeff slowed to a stop, panting slightly. He pressed a hand to the glass on the vending machine before pressing his forehead against it as well, his eyes closing. 'Why do you put me through this…? Why can't you understand…the feelings we have are forbidden…they're not normal.'

Licking his lips, Jeff stared into the glass. His eyes zeroed in on a shadow reflected against the glass. Turning his head, he frowned, "What?"

The blonde behind him merely shrugged, "I kinda wanted to buy something."

Jeff fought the blush that wanted to warm his cheeks, "Oh, yeah…my bad." He stepped aside, staring down at the floor while rubbing the back of his neck.

The tall blonde inserted a bill and pressed some random buttons. Once his candy bar had dropped the bottom, he knelt down, reaching his hand in and grabbing it. He straightened after that, bringing a piece of the chocolate to his lips.

Jeff forced a grin, "Since when do you like chocolate?"

Hazel eyes narrowed, "Never," he admitted, "I just sorta had a strong craving for it."

'I know what you mean,' Jeff thought, thinking of Matt's chocolate brown eyes. Shaking his head, he shyly tilted his head at the older man, "Oh."

Adam stared at him before rolling his eyes, "Okay freak, what's wrong?"

Jeff bristled, "Freak!?" he stepped closer to Adam but stopped when the guy held his hands up defensively.

"Come now, Jeffrey. I don't like you and you don't like me, but I'm worried ya know? Gotta make sure my workers are in tip-top shape."

Jeff scoffed, "I am not your worker…nor am I your wife's worker. I am employed by the McMahon's," he crossed his arms over his chest.

Adam smirked slowly, "Sure. Now, are you gonna tell me what's wrong?"

Jeff turned his head. "No."

Adam shrugged, "Kay. Don't care anyhow." He bit off another piece of the chocolate bar, "When ya need to talk, let me know." He ambled off.

Jeff stared at the vending machine. "…Was it just me…or did he actually seem sincere about that…?"

The vending machine only stared.

"…Don't look at me like that," Jeff said, pointing at it.

The vending machine still stared.

"…Fine! Imma take some Skittles from you!" Jeff slid the dollar into the vending machine.

The vending machine spit the dollar out.

"Why, you…" Jeff tried again.

It was spat out…again.

"Grr," Jeff slid it inside one more time and put his hand over the mouth slit.

The vending machine accepted the dollar.

"…Good!" Jeff pushed the buttons for the skittles. Bending down to pick them up, he stood, ripping the bag open, "Yeah! I win!"

The vending machine stared and then, "This time, you win."

Jeff jumped, dropping several skittles in the process. Hearing laughter from behind him, Jeff growled, turning around to see his brother.

"You scared me you bastard!" Jeff tossed a skittle at him.

Matt only snickered, "Aw, Jeff. You're so cute, talking to a vending machine," he chuckled, holding onto his stomach.

Jeff pouted, "Oh, so you think that's funny, hm?" he tossed the skittles behind him.

Matt smirked, "Hilarious, Jeffy."

"How's this for hilarious?" Jeff tackled Matt.

Matt fell back, pulling a stunned Jeff down with him. Matt grunted slightly, his back meeting the hard ground. Not a second later, Jeff came down on top of him, his small hands to the elder brother's chest, holding himself up if just a little. His pelvis slammed down hard on Matt's causing him to gasp in surprise.

Matt felt his cock throb in his pants and he cursed, slowly closing his eyes. He could feel Jeff stiffen above him and he forced an eye open.

Jeff stared down at him, his hands still on the muscular chest underneath him. Swallowing, Jeff glanced down, seeing Matt's hard cock dangerously close to his own. Letting out an embarrassed whimper, Jeff scrambled off of his brother, calling backwards on his hands.

"Jeff…" Matt whispered softly, coming up onto his knees. He crawled slowly over to his brother, whose eyes were growing wide. Gently sliding his hand up Jeff's thigh, Matt moved on top of the younger brother, his brown eyes shining in approval as Jeff leaned back, pressing his shoulders to the ground.

Jeff's eyes shut tight when Matt leaned down. He let out a short gasp right before Matt caught his lips in a kiss. He felt Matt's tongue trace his lips before his mouth was forcefully opened. He whined, trying to push Matt off, 'Noo, this isn't right…no matter how much I love it…it has to stop,' Deeply regretting what he was about to do, Jeff shifted before pushing his knee up.

Matt's eyes opened wide, tears filling them. Rolling off of his brother, Matt groaned in pain, holding onto his aching member. He clenched his other fist, pounding it a few times on the ground.

Jeff licked his lips, standing. His eyes widened with fright as Matt looked up, his own eyes scorching with fire. "M-Matt, we shouldn't…we can't!" he wailed, trying to make his brother understand.

Matt stood, fire in his eyes. Grabbing Jeff's hand, he let loose an aggravated growl when Jeff immediately pulled away. Grabbing his arms instead, Matt pulled Jeff into his embrace. "Tell me it doesn't feel right," he hissed into his brothers ear, thrusting his hips up so that Jeff could feel his hard member, "Tell me if feels as if we shouldn't,"

Jeff couldn't. Tears swam in his vision. Closing his eyes, he rested his head on Matt's shoulder, "We'll be hated…" he whispered.

"I don't care," Matt replied heatedly, bringing Jeff closer, "All I want…is to be with you…inside you," his mouth twisting into a grin, he whispered, "Fucking you, Jeffy."

Jeff blushed hotly, "M-Matthew…"

Pinning Jeff against the vending machine, Matt moved his lips close to his brothers ear, "I want to slide my dick inside you, Jeff…I want to pound your sweet ass. I've been wanting to fuck you since you hit 20…and not just me…everyone wants to fuck you…but they'll just have to learn that you belong to me."

Jeff's eyes fluttered closed, and a long, needy moan escaped his wet lips, "Oh, god, Matty…"

Matt smirked, 'Little bitch likes dirty talk…' He straightened himself. Walking a few ways ahead, he tossed a dark smirk over at Jeff, "Come, baby brother."

Chewing on his lower lip, Jeff followed, "Yes, big brother."

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