Hearing Wayne’s voice Syx looked up, he’d been using his new found ability to wander around without the hollow watch to hide his blue skin, still marveling at it. He was wearing his studded biker leathers and had been leaning against his bike.
He really hadn’t been expecting to run into Wayne though, or for the man to openly approach him. He tipped his head and quickly took in the differences, this Wayne was younger with a splash of lovely freckles over his cheeks. So not his and not Harrison’s… yet another Wayne then.
“Oh… uh, thank you?”
Syx was quite used to getting man handled by police. What he wasn’t used to his getting handled like that by Wayne. Like most times when Wayne handled him with any force, Syx went limp. He couldn’t tell if he was scared or turned on by the difference. In his shock he lay against his bike once released, voice incredulous, “You’re a pig? Of fucking course you are. Making Daddy proud are you?”
“Oh my god. Seriously? Is this how you treat everyone you just meet or is it only specific to guys like me?” Wayne groans and puts a hand over his eyes before rubbing his temples.
He was about ready to just walk away from this crazy blue boy with obvious issues.
“Not everyone,” Syx snapped, “Just cock sucking PIGS!” he was getting ridiculously angry, enough that if he was in his right mind he’d be horribly embarrassed about it.
It was at that point that Sheldon turned up, dressed to the nines in a light grey suit. He took in his upset boyfriend and the screaming blue man and slide up beside Wayne, wrapping a possessive arm around him. Narrowing his eyes at the thug version of himself before them Sheldon said lowly, “Watch your tongue. There is exactly one person that’s allowed to call him that and never in that context.”