I know, I dun need another, lol. Blame my Christian muse, this is his, XD. Vampire Fic. Why? Everyone's doing it :P (shrugs) I wanted Jeff to be Adam's little pet, so I could write lots of sex. Lemme lone. Lol, okay. Let's see here; Jeff is Adam's pet. Adam is rivals w/ Chris. Chris wants Jeff in his clan. Jeff can't much stand Christian. It's mutual. And Christian thinks he owns Matt. Great, less of horror, more of a vampire drama. So, that's Adam/Jeff (raises eyebrow) do I do anything else? Maybe Christian/Matt or Matt/Christian? & a bunch of other possibilities. Fingering, fucking, sucking, fisting, biting, nibbling, hair pulling, bleeding, rape, domination, stalking, kidnapping, and anything else I can think of ;)

Jeff knew he should have listened when Adam told him to stay put where he told him to. But, no. The younger vampire just had to wonder off. Then he got lost. Then he got found. Three members of a rival vampire clan were stalking him now. Chris Jericho, John Morrison, Mike Mizanin. Three men that Adam had specifically said 'Stay away from these men. They're dangerous and particularly stupid. If they don't kill and/or rape you first, they'll drive you insane with their dumbness'. Those were Adam's exact words. He had personal experience with the leader. Jericho always had his eyes set on Jeff, and maybe his brother Matt just for shits and giggles. But Adam and Christian had claimed them for their own. Years ago in fact.

"What do we have here, Mike?" Johnny asked as Jericho surveyed the potential plaything.

"Well, I dunno, Johnny, looks like lunch." Mike said smacking his lips in an irritating fashion.

"Both you idiots stay back." Chris snapped. "This one's all mine."

Jeff was backed up against a dumpster in an alley near an abandoned night club Adam liked to haunt. He didn't like these odds of three on one. All he had to do was stay with Christian. 'Stay with Christian, Jeff. Don't wander off.' But Jeff wasn't particularly fond of Adam's brother. Christian thought he owned Matt and Christian was somewhat jealous of Jeff's relationship with Adam.

"I thought Adam told you not to wander off, Jeffrey." Chris snarled, reaching out and taking a piece of Jeff's hair between his fingers. He groaned thoughtfully. "Uhm, red. The color of love. The color of life. The color of blood. I wonder how good you taste. Hm?"

"Lemme alone, Jericho. Adam warned me about you." Jeff replied, steadily enough.

Chris smirked, letting Jeff see his fangs as they glistened in the dark of the night. "Oh, really what did he say now?"

"He said you were dangerous and stupid and would drive me crazy with your ignorance." Jeff snapped.

"Did he also tell you NOT to be rude, you little shit?" Mike snapped, getting up in Jeff's face.

Jericho calmly held his arrogant cohort back.

"Now, now, Mizzie. We don't need to resort to that kind of banter. Jeff here has just been misinformed." Chris turned back to Jeff. Causing the younger man to whimper as he grabbed his hair tightly, twisting it around his fingers. He moved his face closer to the younger male, breathing him in. "Oh, we are dangerous, Jeff. Very dangerous. And we can choose to make your life a living hell. But, if you come with us nicely, and do as I tell you too, then we'll go really easy on you."

Jeff inched away from the arrogant vampire. "And what if I don't?"

"I'm curious as to that myself." A voice said, stopping the vampires in their tracks.

"Um, boss?" Johnny squeaked before he screamed.

Jericho yelped as he was jerked back and flung across the room, landing on the edge of a trash can. Jeff retreated to a corner and crouched down, watching as Christian and Matt handled Mike and John, who were just merely trying to retreat and live to fight another night. Jericho managed to get up and scurry over to his cohorts as they stared down their adversaries.

"There'll come a time, Copeland. Don't you forget that." Chris warned as Mike helped up his partner.

Adam snickered. "Please, Chrissy. Your moron brigade can't even tie their own shoes right. Face it, you're pathetic. The laughing stock of the vampire world. And it would be in your best interest to stay the hell away from what's mine."

Jericho grimaced as he saw Jeff had crept out from the corner and was wedged in between Matt and Adam, sticking close behind the older male as his brother checked him over. Matt shot an icy cold stare back to the three, his dark eyes darting back and forth between them and Jeff. Jericho raised his head and grinned cockily, motioning to his partners as his face returned to a scowl. They left without saying much.

Adam turned to Jeff and took hold of his head, checking him over. "You okay? Those idiots didn't hurt you did they?"

Jeff shook his head no.

"I told you what would happen if you ran off, Adam." Matt muttered bitterly.

Adam snapped his head back toward the darker haired male. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that because you decided to take off irresponsibly, Jeff could have been bitten or worse."

"This is not the time, nor the place, Matthew." Adam growled, wrapping his arm possessively around Jeff's neck and turning to leave.

Jeff gazed back at his brother. Sending him a pleading look to not start right now. "At least wait till we get home." He mouthed.

Matt took a deep breath, seething as he followed the two out. Christian shook his head, giving a wry smile as he followed Matt out. Such a hot-headed little tart. Both of them.. Christian thought about that.. Nah, all of them.

--xx--

Thunder crackled across the sky. Christian was sitting down on the couch. The blonde was curled into a ball. His light blue eyes darting around the room of the old house. The wind was already threatening to turn the house over. It looked hundred of years old, but it was really only fifty and had actually proved to be damn sturdy. But, still the storm that was raging outside was proving to be a huge test. Another loud boom from outside (and sounding like it was right by the window) shot through the sky. Lightning followed it and pelting rain followed that. Christian held tightly to the pillow in his lap. His breathing labored.

Suddenly a streak of lightning touched down and the thunder that followed sounded like a loud gun shot. Christian yelped and hid his face. Adam rolled his eyes. He was just insulting Jericho being the laughing stock of the vampire world. What if they seen this? Another crack hit the skies.

"Adam!" Christian shrieked, moving to Adam's lap.

Jeff rolled his eyes over to the cowardly vampire that was currently occupying his sire, his lover's lap. The younger male folded his arms over his chest and growled under his breath.

"Christian, get off me, you moron." Adam replied shoving him to the floor. "It's just a storm. It can't hurt you."

Christian looked up and him, pouting. "A tornado could."

"It's not coming a tornado." Jeff replied bitterly.

Christian narrowed his eyes at the male with the red dyed hair. Such a prissy little bitch.

Adam sighed. "The rain is letting up anyhow. The storm is only supposed to last an hour. It'll be over soon."

Christian continued his scowl.. the look being interrupted by another bolt of lightning cutting through the house. Christian whimpered and clutched to Adam's leg. "Make it stop! Make it go away, Addy!"

Jeff growled. Only he was allowed to call Adam that pet name. Course Adam and Christian were brothers, but that wasn't the point.

"Yeah, because I am God, I can so make it quit." Adam quipped.

Jeff snickered and snuggled closer to Adam, hugging his arm.

"Are you scared too, doll?" Adam asked, gazing down at the smaller vampire.

The younger Hardy smiled sweetly, looking up into Adam's hazel eyes. He shook his head. "I'm just a little tired. If you catch my drift?"

Adam growled sexfully and smirked down at his younger lover, leaning in to kiss him gently on his lips.

"No, Addy, you can't leave me. Not till the storm is over. Please. You promised Mama you'd protect me and keep me safe. You promised 'Grel." Christian reminded.

Jeff bit his lip. How dare him. How dare that little snake. He always had to throw Adam's mom and sire up in his face. And Adam would always sigh and feel bad for it. Adam looked away from Jeff and down to his brother, who was still latched onto Adam's leg.

"You're 335 years old. And yet you're acting like a two year old. It's just a storm. You'll be alright. Why can't you go bother Matt?"

Jeff glared at Adam. No. He bothered Matt enough. Matt was not Christian's personal chew toy!

"Matt's busy and he doesn't want to be bothered." Christian excused.

"Never stopped you before." Jeff muttered.

Christian started to open his mouth when a loud clap of thunder resonated from the outside. Adam raised an eyebrow as his brother jumped and held back on tightly to his leg.

"Make it stop!"

Jeff rolled his eyes and got up. Storms may of scared him.. when he was alive. But now there were other things to worry about and fear. Like the fact that Chris and the other two stooges wanted him to be one of theirs. Or that the werewolves that Adam was friends with may eventually turn on him and either (A) hand him over to Chris and his band of idiots, or (B) Take Jeff or Matt all for themselves. After all, vampires and werewolves were supposed to be natural, mortal enemies. And for all intents and purposes, they were. But, Adam just had to allow a couple of rouge wolves run with him.

Jeff stared out the window. Watching the dark clouds as they raged outside. The rain streaking down the window and the lightning painting the dark sky in purple and white. Jeff looked down into the window where would have been his reflection. There was nothing. Just emptiness. Jeff sighed sadly.

"Jeff, get out of the fucking window. It's three hours till sunrise." Christian warned.

Jeff closed the curtains back and pinned them back shut. "Ooh.. I might wanna be careful then. I may combust."

The younger Hardy turned on his heel, looking deviously at his sire. A evil smirk painting his soft lips so sweetly. Putting one foot slowly in front of the other he sashayed over to Adam. Lightly dancing his fingers up his bare arm before traveling around the back of the couch and wrapping his arms around the older vampire. Jeff kissed Adam on the side of the face before pecking him on the neck.

"Come to bed, Addy.." He purred. "Come play with me." Jeff growled, licking up the side of Adam's neck. "I'll let you bite me. I'll let you suckle from me. I'll let you fuck me with my own blood." He whispered that last part in Adam's ear, stopping to bite the blonde's ear lobe before running his fingers through Adam's long blond hair.

Adam licked his lips, panting deeply in his own arousal. He didn't give a shit if breathing was necessary or not. Those options were making him needy. Making him hard. Jeff kissed his neck again, trailing down to his collar bone and biting a bit. He didn't draw blood, just started to suck lightly. Christian watched him through heated eyes. Little fucking tart. Was allowed to play with his brother, but he wasn't allowed to play with Jeff's. Jeff let out a pained sounding whimper, whining sweetly and rocking his hips eagerly against the back of the couch.

"Come on, Adam, please.." Jeff coaxed, running his hands down Adam's chest, dragging his nails along his shirt as he moved them back up. "You'd like to bleed me."

Adam smirked, closing his eyes and imagining Jeff's naked body dripping in blood. Covered in the delicious red liquid, fresh for the taking. Christian swallowed. If he didn't know any better, he'd fucking guess that Jeff was a sexual vampire. But, no, he was just a seductress. A whore.

Jeff ran his hands down further this time, dragging Adam's shirt up this time and feeling underneath his shirt to his abs. "You know how good I taste. You want to taste me." Jeff whimpered, his voice holding traces of arousal.

Christian heard dripping outside. The storm had let up. The rain had stopped. He turned back to Adam. The older blonde had arose from his seated position and was allowing himself to be drug in the way of his and Jeff's chamber. Christian growled. Letting them go. He'd go find Matt. He was hungry any fucking how. The short-haired blonde got up and went on a Matty hunt.

--xx--

Matt sat down in the basement, lifting weights. Had to do something. His brother was probably upstairs fucking that overgrown horndog Adam and he just didn't feel like dealing with Christian's sexual advances any tonight. Christian figured that since Jeff fell in love with his brother, then he'd go after Matt. Either that, or it was some twisted obsession he had with him. And either way, it wasn't happening. Christian wanted to turn him, Christian wanted to fuck him. Well, Matt wasn't willing to do either. Matt was just waiting to get his hands on the fucker that killed their father. Then he was going to convince Jeff to leave Adam. Jeff had met Adam a few years back at a nightclub. His naive little brother didn't know Adam was a vampire. Adam kept it well hid for awhile. They started dating, only meeting under darkness.

Sadly, this attracted the unwanted attention of Chris Jericho, the owner of the same nightclub Adam met Jeff in. For some odd as hell reason Chris started to go after Jeff. There was no explanation. Jeff never flirted with him, never even talked to him to egg him on. It had to be just because of Adam. Chris began stalking Jeff, leaving him perverted little love notes and staring at him with 'I wanna fuck you' eyes. Harmless juvenile fucking bullshit. But, then Chris tried to kidnap Jeff. Their plans were thwarted by Christian, and the older male suffered greatly for his cause and ended up badly hurt. Jeff witnessed the assault as he hid from harm.

The three ran off in search of the hidden, shaken, confused Jeff, leaving him with an opportunity to check on Christian. Christian told Jeff to take him to Adam when the younger Hardy suggested they go to a hospital. Jeff, not fond of hospitals anyways and not so sure he could explain what he saw to doctors or authorities, did as he was told. Afraid, shaken, and not understanding, Jeff watched as Adam healed Christian and explained what they were and that they weren't a threat to him or Matt. He told Jeff he didn't have to accept it. He told him he never had to turn, and he'd never force him or hurt him and Jeff didn't have to stay. But Adam told Jeff he loved him and wanted to be with him. Jeff decided to stay with Adam anyways. Matt flipped his shit... eventually got used to it... sorta.

A year later, Matt and Jeff's father Gil was found gutted in his home. There was no explanation, nothing stolen. No clues. The only thing for sure was, it wasn't a vampire attack.

Adam wanted to protect Jeff so Jeff moved in with Adam. And a year ago, Jeff decided he wanted Adam to turn him. He decided behind Matt's back. This put Matt's world in even more of a tail spin. His dad's death, his brother dating one of the undead. Then his brother's 'death'. The older Hardy wasn't happy. Miserable, he turned to the bottle for a short spiel and spent days trying to figure shit out. He concluded that he was still his brother's protector and now more than ever. He vowed to find and kill the person/persons/thing.. whatever responsible for the murder of their father. Matt moved in with Jeff and Adam under Adam's advisory to keep them safe. Matt refuses to turn. Even though Matt has become game for Christian. Matt hasn't let them turn him. Which is fine by Adam because it's nice to have a day shift errand boy. Matt dropped the weights on the ground.

Adam was just a mystery to Matt. All the older Hardy knew was that Adam and Christian's father walked out on them sometime after their mother Judy got pregnant with Christian. Then she met a vampire named David Heath and they raised the boys together. Later, David turned Judy and her sons. Then one day a vampire hunter killed David, or Gangrel as he was better known around as, and Judy in an vicious attack. Only having Adam track down and kill him some two years later to avenge his parent's deaths. Sans Adam's obsession with Jeff and Chris' strange obsession with Jeff, that's all Matt knew about Adam. The sad shit was, Adam was an okay guy, and he made Jeff very happy and he protected him to no end.. But, there was danger around every corner out there. Most of it waiting for the Brood-- as Gangrel had called his little gang.

Matt looked up, seeing a shadow looming over him. His heart dropped. Shit, not a moment's peace.

"Boo." Christian said softly as Matt glared at him.

"Not tonight. I'm tired."

Christian let out an irritated growl and straddled behind Matt on the bench he was sitting. "But, I'm so hungry, Matty." He whimpered scooting up closer behind the older Hardy and wrapping his arms around his waist.

Matt clinched his teeth, holding still and staring forward. What the fuck was wrong with vampires? They all acted like they were fucking horny 24/7. Christian rested his head on Matt's shoulder, turning his head some and nuzzling his face against his back. Matt felt the vampire running his hands up his stomach and chest. It was nothing new. He was used to this by now. All Christian ever did was try to coax him and whine.

"You'd feed me, right? That's all I want, just a snack." Christian purred.

Matt sighed. He and Jeff had talked about this. Christian wasn't allowed to use his hypnotics shit on him. That was fucking forbidden, yet he was trying. He could hear it in his voice. It never hurt to let Christian feed. There was this sick sadistic pleasure that he got out of it that Matt hated to admit that he liked. And the idea was becoming so much more hard to resist. Especially when Christian started to kiss Matt's neck, softly at first then stopping to lick across his flesh. Matt closed his eyes. Vampires seemed to have their own powers. Adam could heal to some degree. Christian could hypnotize his victims to feed or get his way. He could seduce them and make them obey his will to some degree. Jeff had basically the same power. Go figure. Jeff was nothing more than a little seductress. A tease. Matt shuddered as he felt Christian's teeth graze his skin.

"Please, Matty.. let me feed.. I'm so hungry and you taste so good.. I promise I won't turn you, I won't hurt you too much.. I won't take it further.. just please.." Christian whimpered sweetly, still kissing and nipping at Matt's neck.

Matt opened his eyes, his breathing now labored with want.. with need.. Just this one more time and then that was it.. Him and Jeff and Adam were having a little talk about this later...

Don't get onto me if something is not accurate. Vampire lore is never 100 percent accurate. This is not about true vampire lore. I read lotza books and the facts are all mixed up anyhow. So, vampire lurvers, if something is wrong; Sorry. I'm just adding info as I go. Adam's story isn't fully know by the Hardyz (which explains why it's full of holes), or you.. but, I know it :P

I suck at naming stuff, and everything must start with an 'S' or and 'R' with me, lol.