This contains Smutty-SLASH.

He'd listened in on enough of their conversations to know what they'd planned.

And he had everything prepared. Sore all over from pushing the vehicle, thankfully on a level surface.

He could not stop them from their wrong doings, but he would make them pay.

Suffer.

The new short haircut worked to his advantage, no wild curls to tangle and catch in the bushes he hid in.

Spying on them, love of his life and worthless Enemy.

Sprawled out on blankets in the back of the Enemy's truck, a sort of lovemaking tailgating.

Derrick fumed, boiling water and he was the lobster, dying in the steam.

HE deserved that place, his rightful place, being fully loved by his mate, not that possibly inbred creep.

He listened carefully, heart fluttering.

His beloved was speaking.

'Heads or tails?'

'Both if I go first.'

'I'd prefer to go first.'

'Hey, I NEVER get to play, I'M going first!'

Derrick ground his teeth when the Enemy and his stupid looking orange skinned self, playfully pushed his great God down, straddled him,leaned over him.

terrible brat! It wasn't fair!

He remained still watching them together, Heath's piranha like sharp tiny teeth sunk into the massive throbbing head, pulsing as Wade moaned.

Derrick bit his lower lip, bled, didn't care. rotten thief! He was the one who should've got the honor of suckling his husband.

The 'heads and tails' made him shatter, dropped wine glass of his heart, his mind,a hundred shards.

The pointy small breasts and bright pink nips, sucked to deep red, stomach licked slowly,ribs to navel.

and tails...

Oh tails hurt him most of all.

The screaming, squealing and thrashing, grunts and groans, pants and sighs, while Wade stayed on all fours behind the Enemy, also on hands and knees, Wade's face buried hidden in the Enemy's rear.

'Your taste is irrasistable, my darling.'

'Uhnnnn, keep...going.'

Derrick didn't wait any longer, they'd harmed him enough.

He sent the car down hill.

mighty shove and it crashed full force into the truck, overturning it.

He smiled and walked away, not looking behind him.

Wanted the Enemy damaged.

Didn't bother checking on his true love. The man was Perfection, he'd fight through, survive, live on.

And then they could be together.

Forever.