A Walk Through Hell.

"Good luck with that cause I'm not good with sharing." He smirked, his hand resting over Lane's crotch, rubbing gently, just because Lane was HIS lover and he could.

Trever rolled his eyes. "As if you could ever please a man like him, someone as small and fleeting as you. He needs someone who can satisfy him, oh like me...Or your...Mom..," He grinned as he watched Lane's more to find Alex.

Devin's gaze went cold, his eyes narrowed at Trever.
"Trust me. I'm better than you or my mother could ever be."

"Really?" Trever heard things, people would be surprised at the gossip you would hear at one of these get togethers. "I wonder...Boo." He smiled at Critter who seemed list in space, his eyes void as his mind was else where.

"Just go away..." Devin glanced at Lane, wondering what was going through his lover's mind. Was his mother better than him? That question was always on his mind but he was too scared to ask...

Lane was lost in thought. He did miss Alex, the man had truly been his soul mate, but he was in love with Devin, and was, no matter what anyone else thought. He wouldnt trade Devin for Alex but still, he couldnt deny he missed the man...
Trever brought the man out of his thinking by reaching down and cupping his crotch, only seconds later, Lane;s fist connected with his face.

And right after, he got another punch to the face from Devin.
"You don't fucking touch him." Devin growled. He wasn't huge but he was rather big for his age, he'd been dominant before Lane came along... He could hold his own in a fight.

Trever rolled his eyes at the smaller man, moving, almost hitting him before Lane had him pinned against the wall by his throat.
"Dont you EVER even PRETEND to touch Devin...hear me?" He growled lowly.

Devin couldn't help the grin this brought to his face. God, he loved Lane. He stepped beside his lover, watching him.
Barry came over as well to make sure Trever wasn't getting himself hurt yet again.

Lane slammed him against the wall one more time, before dropping the man, moving to look Barry in the face. He was not threatening him, even though he was confident he would win if they fought.

Barry didn't avoid making eye contact, showing the man he was certainly not scared of him. But he picked Trever up, looking him over before letting him go. He was acting the way a lover would, looking after him.
"You done picking fights yet, stupid?" He snickered.

"Nope, not yet!" And Trever was the same as a lover would be, the way he looked at Barry, appreciating the man who helped him in any way possible. He looked at the man as if he loved him...
And he did, Trever truly did love him.
"Well, what to do now."

Barry loved Trever as well. It really was odd that they weren't a couple. They were practically inseparable...
"Who next?" Barry sighed, looking around.

"Hmm....Biddy?" He raised a brow as he watched the bubbling blue eyed blonde. He would like to even experiment with that boy..

"Alright. His boyfriend doesn't scare me. Go 'head." He nodded. Although no one here but Quincy really worried him.

Trever grinned, running over to Biddy, not even trying to ease into this. He popped the boy on his butt and winked.
"Hey hott mess."

Barry laughed at this one, his arms folded across his chest as he leaned against the wall and observed.
Blake sat upright, looking at the man.
"Dude. Hands off."

"Dude, hands on!" Trever mocked him, moving to grab at Biddy's crotch. The man squeaks, moving back and almost falling over his small child trying to get away from the man.

Blake rared back and punched Trever in the jaw.
"The fuck is your problem?" He exclaimed. Barry was ready to step in but Blake didn't look like he could do much damage.

Trever stood, laughing lightly at the man. "Im obtaining me a new play toy!" He nodded to himself, grabbing Biddy and trying to kiss him.

Blake tackled the man and threw a few punches before Barry reluctantly stepped in. He grabbed Blake by the collar of his shirt and threw him across the room like he was nothing. He then scooped Trever up and checked on him, as always.

Trever smiled at him, nuzzling his cheek affectionately, like he never did with anyone else. Ever.
"Appreciate you." He nodded to the man, watching Biddy as he fell into Ricks lap.

"You better." Barry grumbled but he still smirked, kissing Trever's cheek.
Rick wrapped his arms around Biddy's waist.
"Wassup, burd?"

"Freaky dude feeling on me!" Biddy replied, looking around for his lover as he got comfortable in Ricks arms.

"You mean Blake?" He snickered.
Speaking of Blake, he was walking towards them with HIS son held to his chest.