*WWE SMUTS*

||The Night Of 1999||

To: xxgilgameshxx
From: Nikki 🍤

(I, ZOELLA, HELPED HER ALL THE WAY)

Here's your smut I've been making you wait on for so long. 😅
I hope you enjoy and like your smut.
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Ship; Jrish (Jeff Hardy X Trish Stratus)
Plot: After a rough match at the PPV No Mercy 1999. Matt Hardy has an after party and Jeff + Trish finally confess their feelings towards each other in an unusual way.
Type: Passionate and gentle

Word count: 4016 🙊
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||Cameron, North Carolina||

Lighting up a honey scented candle, the Canadian born blonde flicked the lighter off and smiled to herself. She made her way back towards the closet of her guest room and pulled out a black silky robe, wrapping it around her somewhat soaked form.

Herself, both Hardy Boy'z, Adam, Jay and Terri had just took a dip in the lake that both brothers would always swim in when they were younger.
Sure, none of them were up to the idea at first but, after getting used to the natural waters of the lake, they had began having a blast.

From sharing some beers, from telling random stories to mainly talking about the tough, risky, match that both Hardy Boyz and Adam + Jay, known as Edge + Christian to the WWF universe, had battled out in tonight.

It was a match that would truly never be forgotten to anyone who was able to witness it from home or live.

Everyone watched as the orange haired Hardy boy tugged at the bag of money with all the strength he had left in him.
He had been fighting by his brothers side against the other team for the price that contained $100,000 in cash and them being able to call Terri their manager.

The bag seemed to be tied in a more complicated knot which only seemed to frustrated the younger Hardy Boy of the two.

With out a split second, he used all his body's weight to tug at the bag, and drop down from top of the ladder. He fell shoulder first, having an impact with the ring mat. Bag of money in hand.

The bell rung signaling him and his brothers win. Both Hardy Boyz rolled out the ring and made their way up the ramp without hesitation.

A knock on the door brought her back to reality as she shut her closet and tied her robe strings together. Walking towards the door, she swung it open only to see the younger Hardy boy of the two standing there with some towels in his hands.

"Hey Trish." He flashed a small smile as he greeted her.

"Hey Jeff, what you got there?" She asked with a small smile of her own while leaning against the door.

"Matt said to give these to you since, you know you're going to be taking a shower or bath. Whatever you decide." He explained while extending his arms out towards her.

"Oh, my hands are kind full, can you put those inside?" She asked.

"Sure thing darlin." His accent made the nickname sound sweet and innocent at the same time. Opening the door more so he could walk in, he instantly was hit with the smell of honey.

"You can put them over there near the bed. I'll get them when I use them." She replied as she let go of the door causing, it to shut on its own.