TITLE: Best Birthday Ever

CHARACTERS: Matt Hardy, Bree Hardy

PAIRINGS: Matt Hardy/OC (Bree)

NOTES: Hey, I'm writing this because my friend Lyss is mad at me. I decided to make her a little peace offering-gift-thing.

DISCLAIMER: Bree Hardy belongs to Jamie-Skellington. The other characters are not mine, nor do I claim they are.

Matt Hardy nuzzled the brown and blue haired woman's head.

"Matt…" Bree giggled, pushing his firm chest with both perfectly manicured hands. "C'mon, I'm trying to sleep!"

Matt chuckled and tilted his wife's head back. He gently kissed her. "I don't want you to sleep…"

Bree bit her lip and smirked. "So, what does that mean?" She asked dirtily.

Matt grinned. "Oh…nothing…" He lied.

Bree smirked again, one hand trailing down his stomach and into his boxer shorts. "I'm sure…" She replied, gently squeezing his member.

Matt gasped, raising an eyebrow at his wife. "So forceful all of the sudden…"

Bree mirrored his gesture. "All of the sudden? Aren't I always?" She slid the covers back and moved beneath them, pulling down Matt's boxers as she went.

"Bree?" Matt breathed. "What are you…?"

Bree shook her head, lowering her mouth to the tip of Matt's blunt cock. She kissed it gently and opened her mouth.

Matt gasped, twisting his fingers into his wife's brown, blue, and green locks. "Bree…oh…" He moaned.

Bree giggled, the noise vibrating up through Matt's manhood. She continued to suckle gently, tugging at the root.

"Oh…Bree…I'm gonna…I'm gonna…" Matt gasped quietly as she trailed her tongue up the sensitive vein in the underside of his penis. "Shit, Bree!"

Bree continued to work his manhood in her hands and mouth, almost laughing with triumph when his cock began to spurt his seed into her mouth. The woman drank all that she could, cleaning her mouth with the bedsheet.

"Holy…shit…" Matt gasped out as Bree slithered back up next to him. "Now that was…"

"The best birthday gift ever?" Bree asked with a quiet giggle. "And you thought I forgot, didn't you?"