Lex watched with half-lidded eyes as Forest made his way out, eggs precariously balanced on the edge of a fork. He was still a bit groggy but was waking up well enough, the smell of fresh eggs invigorating his senses.<i>Maybe I can convince him to take me next time</i>, he thought to himself, remembering their shared stroll across the property and how peaceful it all seemed, how nice it was to just<i>talk</i>with someone new without worry that they'd steal the shirt from your back the second you turned around.<br/><br/>He hadn't expected Mason's burst of fury, hadn't paid much attention to the dark look in his companion's eyes as Lex's gaze followed Forest out the door. The model groaned and doubled over as Mason's fist made contact with his body, pain erupting in his torso. He clutched at his side as tears welled up in his now tightly shut eyes, trying to remember how to breathe.<br/><br/>“What the<i>fuck</i>?” Lex hissed, raising his head so he could look at Mason now, rage tempered only by Wallis' firm hold. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!”<br/><br/>Mason was ranting, and all Lex could do was stare at him with bulging eyes and dark furrowed brows. “Are you fucking kidding me? I didn't—I'm not doing anything like that, you bloody psychopath!” Lex shakily stood upright, still holding onto his side, his breathing ragged. “You're angry because you didn't get to finish last night? Beating me into a fleshy pulp seems a bit of an exaggeration, you wanker. I'm not shagging Forest, right? I haven't even attempted to shag him. We went on a bloody walk, right? Is the mere act of<i>walking</i>flirting to you, now?”<br/><br/>Lex raised a fist and knuckled the tears from his eyes. “Forest isn't going to find out where you stick your dick in your spare time, got it? Can't hide the fact you're a right tosser, though.” He sniffed, looking down to the floor as Wallis removed Mason from the kitchen. The big man turned back to him, but Lex waved him away, taking a seat a little breakfast table in the corner of the room.<br/><br/>“I'm fine,” Lex said stubbornly, refusing any effort on Wallis' part to comfort him. “Just need to give him a bit of a breather, I think. He's all amped up. Maybe I just should have let him finish.” He ran his fingers through his hair, sighing. He didn't regret the time he spent with Forest, but perhaps he would have reconsidered it had he known Mason would be so irate. He didn't understand it; Mason sometimes got tetchy when Lex and Wallis disappeared for a bit to have sex, but he never punished Lex for tending to the big man's needs. What made Forest so different? Perhaps it had something to do with the young man's religion? Lex hadn't ignored those quick mentions of his relationship with God, but even if Forest was a Christian man, he didn't seem the hateful type. Would he really toss their asses back out into the dead world just for engaging in a bit of sodomy?<br/><br/>“Here,” Lex said, slowly standing and making his way back to the counter. “Help me finish that piece of shite's eggs.”