A/N: So here it is the last chapter. Boo-hoo, I'm gonna miss my boys. Thanks to everyone that alerted, favorite and reviewed. I hope you enjoy.

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Randy found himself again standing outside of Jeff Hardy's hotel room. He was nervous at hell and at odds with himself. Initially he was pissed about Jeff tricking him into letting him fuck him. Then he was impressed that Jeff went to those lengths to get him. Randy still couldn't believe that he had sucked Jeff's dickin the hallway, of all places. But Randy had to admit that it was so hot. Jeff was demanding and had taken charge and anyone could have come upon them. Randy kind of liked the feeling of not being totally in charge. He blew out a breath and raised his hand, lightly knocking on the door.

Jeff opened it and Randy's breath caught in his throat. Jeff was shirtless and Randy couldn't help but admire his smooth chest and abs. He wore only a pair of black cargo pants, sitting low on his hips. Jeff smiled and stepped to the side, allowing Randy to enter. As soon as the door was shut, Jeff grabbed Randy, smashing their lips together. Randy stood there, letting Jeff take the lead. It felt good to not have to be the aggressor and the way that Jeff seemed to be devouring Randy's mouth made him feel wanted.

Jeff pulled away, stroking Randy's cheek with his hand. "You really are beautiful, you know?" Randy snorted at Jeff's words. "Jeff, women are beautiful, men are handsome." Jeff gripped Randy's chin lightly, peering into his eyes. "No, Randy, you are beautiful," Jeff said forcefully. "You're my beautiful Viper, sleek and deadly."

Randy fingered Jeff multi-colored hair, twirling a strand. "I like that," Randy said as he continued to play with Jeff's hair. Jeff's hands dropped to Randy's hips, gripping them tightly. He pressed Randy back against the wall with his body, his hardened cock pushing into Randy's. Randy groaned as Jeff licked and sucked his neck. "I've got something else you'll like," Jeff whispered hotly. His hands left Randy's hips, slipping under his shirt, teasing his nipples. "Do you want to fuck me, Randy?" Randy groaned again just thinking about being in Jeff. Jeff stilled, then roughly pinched Randy's nipple. "I asked you a question, Randall. I expect an answer. So let's try this again." Jeff's hand moved down Randy's body, brushing over his abs and into Randy's pants. He firmly gripped Randy's cock and began slowly pumping it.

"Do you want to fuck me?" Jeff demanded. Randy nodded. Jeff smiled. "I can't hear the rocks rattling around in your head. Use your words, baby." Jeff squeezed the head of Randy's dick. "Yes," Randy squeaked out. "That's better," Jeff praised. "When good little boys follow directions, they get rewarded. Are you a good little boy, Randy?" "Yes," Randy rushed out. "Show me what a good little boy you are, baby. Take off your clothes and get on the bed," Jeff instructed.

Randy quickly shed his clothes and sat on the bed. Jeff stripped off his cargo pants and approached Randy. He pumped Randy's already hard cock a few times, before straddling Randy's waist. He positioned Randy's cock and sat down, impaling himself on it. Randy moaned at the tightness surrounding him. "Jesus, Jeff, you're so tight." Jeff put his hands on Randy's chest, balancing himself as he began to move up and down along Randy's cock. Randy gripped Jeff's hips, helping to move him.

"Do you like that, baby? Do you like me riding that big cock of yours? I love your cock, baby. It feels so good filling me up." Jeff and Randy continued moving in time with each other, both panting as they approached orgasm. Jeff reached down to stroke himself. "I'm gonna paint you with my cum, baby and I want you to fill my ass with yours," Jeff said. He continued rubbing himself, while clenching his muscles around Randy. He started moving faster, hitting his sweet spot. "Jeff, I'm close," Randy said as he gripped Jeff's thighs. Jeff slammed himself down on Randy. "Come for me baby, be my good boy." He clenched his muscles again. "Tell me you're my good boy, say it for me, baby." Jeff moved faster and faster, squeezing himself around Randy. Randy's breath quickened, he was so close. "I'm your good boy, I'm your good boy," he repeated over and over as Jeff kept up his maddening pace. His grip on Jeff's thighs tightened as he came, his cock pulsing in Jeff's ass. Jeff's orgasm came right after, his essence splashing onto Randy's abs and chest. Jeff's breath evened out and he swirled his finger through the milky liquid on Randy. "What a good boy you are," he cooed. Randy smiled at the praise.

Jeff slowly pulled off of Randy and then started for the bathroom. For a moment, Randy panicked, but Jeff returned with a washcloth and proceeded to clean Randy, the material warm and moist on his body. Jeff tossed the washcloth away, climbed onto the bed, laying behind Randy, and pulled him into his arms. He pulled the covers up over their naked bodies, nuzzling Randy's neck, placing small kisses along his jawline. They fell asleep that way.

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Randy was nervous for some reason. He was sharing a locker room with Ted and Cody for the first time in weeks and wasn't sure how things were going to go. He and Jeff walked through the halls of the arena. Jeff was sharing a room with Matt tonight, neither Mark nor Glenn being scheduled for the show. Jeff stopped at his locker room door. "This is me." Randy just stood there, looking around the hall like he was lost. Jeff grabbed him by the collar and kissed him roughly on the lips. "Just go talk to them, everything will be fine." He pushed Randy away gently and smacked him on the ass to get him moving. Randy slowly walked to the Legacy locker room. He pushed through the door to see Ted and Cody locked in a heated embrace. His nervousness immediately evaporated. "Come on guys, really? So not something I need to see."

Ted and Cody broke apart, a sheepish smile on Cody's face, while Ted blushed furiously. "So," Cody started, "how are things?" His smile became more mischievous. Randy looked at Cody and made a face of mock disgust. "Why even bother with you, you're just so pleased with yourself, aren't you?" Cody's grin grew even bigger. "But you," Randy turned to Ted, "What the hell?" Ted's face blushed again, this time in embarrassment. "Well, I, uh," Ted stammered. "Kane, really, Ted, why?" Randy questioned. "He takes care of me," Ted said in a low voice. "I take care of you, Ted," Randy countered. "He, um, well, he, we…" Ted began again. Cody broke in, "Great sex, Randy. Phenomenal, spectacular, awesome..." Randy made a face. "Eh, I get it. Enough."

"He makes me feel safe," Ted said quietly. Randy approached Ted, who was now sitting on the bench, his head bent, and dropped down to a knee in front of him. He took Ted's hand. "Do you love him?" Ted looked up, his eyes meeting Randy's. Did he love Glenn? Even though Ted hadn't told him yet, he knew that he really did. "Yeah, I love him." Randy just stared at him, his intense Viper eyes studying Ted's face. Ted held his breath, he so needed Randy's approval. Randy didn't say a word for several moments, then he just leaned in and hugged Ted. Cody's heart sang, he knew apart from himself, Randy was the most important person in Ted's life. Ted gripped Randy tightly, all his apprehension and anxiety over the situation leaving his body.

They broke the embrace and Randy moved to his locker, starting to get ready. "So, you guys don't find all this kinda weird?" he asked. Cody laughed. "Are you kidding? Think about it Randy, the Hardy Boys, Legacy, and the Brothers of Destruction together. Who would want to mess with that?"

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I did say this was the last chapter, but not the final chapter. Be on the lookout for I Want What I want for Valentine's Day. Who doesn't love presents? It's already full of slashy goodness. See you soon!