Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Afternoon

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After Steven and Llewellyn's usual trip over to the mainland they came home for an easy Saturday afternoon. Llewellyn went to the library to practice his piano. Steven, for his part, set up dinner in the slow cooker.

Once that was done and the house began to be filled with delicious smells, Steven set himself up in the living room. He curled up on the couch with a book, happily losing track of the time. Raphael kept him company by sitting on the back of the couch and watching the fish swimming in their tank.

On the whole, Steven had no complaints. Other than the lack of his beau, of course, but that could be fixed later when Llewellyn was free.

[for the beau when he is free]

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"Though of course, we oughtn't right away," he pointed out with a smile. "Best to let dinner settle first, and all that."

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Steven grinned, though he attempted to look serious. "Oh yes. Digestion is very important."

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"I've heard of a thing or two that might aid in that," Watts said thoughtfully.

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"Do tell?" Steven asked, as though he couldn't come up with some guesses on his own. "I'm all ears."

[pocketpretzels]

Well, naturally Watts took that as an excuse to shift position slightly so that he could gently nip at Steven's earlobe.

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Steven snickered. But in a way that suggested delight, not laughing at the idea. "Is that it? Does that help digestion?"

[pocketpretzels]

"Mmm, so I've heard," Watts said. "This as well," he added, before pressing a gentle kiss to the crook of Steven's neck.

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Steven tilted his head to the side to give Llewellyn more room to work with. "Is it? Does it help mine or yours?"

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"Well," Watts said. "How are you feeling?"

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"Warm?" Steven said, after pretending to think. "Though I should probably try to do you as well. For science."

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"Oh yes," Watts nodded solemnly. "In the interests of being thorough."

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"You'll have to help me through it, of course," Steven said. "Make sure I have it right. It was this first? I think?"

And Steven gave him a light kiss on the mouth.

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"Mmm, close, but no, not quite," Watts said with a slight shake of his head. "Try again."

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"Sorry, sorry," Steven said, still mock serious - as his smile indicated. He moved to kiss Llewellyn's jaw. "This then?"

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"Ah," Watts said. "A little- warmer, yes." Both location-wise and how Watts was feeling in the moment.

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Steven nuzzled his way back to kiss under Llewellyn's ear. "How about there?"

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"Oh, very warm indeed," Watts informed him.

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"And here?" Steven asked, finally nibbling on Llewellyn's ear.

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"Oh," Watts exhaled. "Yes. Perfect."

What was the question, again?

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Even if Llewellyn had forgotten the question, the answer he gave still provided Steven with information he needed. So Steven kept going, nibbling along Llewellyn's ear and around it.

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Well what else was Watts to do but tilt his head to give Steven better access?

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There were all sorts of things Llewellyn could do. But fortunately this particular choice helped Steven out nicely. He took advantage of that extra room to spread out his kisses, going along Llewellyn's jaw and neck.

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"That's," Watts swallowed. "Yes."

He wasn't in a position to kiss back, but he could slip his hands up past the hem of Steven's shirt.

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Steven had no problem with that. Well, he shivered but that was part and parcel of him having no problem with it. He pressed closer, adding light sucking to the mix of things he did. Not enough to leave a mark, just to be a sensation.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts's hands slid up Steven's chest, slowly exploring. Yes, over two years he'd gotten to know Steven's body rather well. Didn't mean he ever tired of it.