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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Well now Steven was no longer humming but squirming. He gave a light bite on Llewellyn's lower lip to encourage him to continue.

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"Mmph," Watts gave a little noise of approval of his own at that bite. His index finger joined his thumb then, gently rolling that nipple between them.

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That got a "Mm!" out of Steven as he was briefly distracted from the kiss. Which was perhaps for the best since it gave him a moment to catch his breath as well. It didn't stop him from looking at Llewellyn with a great deal of warmth and affection, however.

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"So," Watts said, a little breathily. "How's that dinner settling for you?"

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That got a surprised and delighted giggle out of Steven. "Hmm. Not sure. How's yours? May need to keep going to be certain."

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"Oh, I absolutely think we need to continue," Watts said, trying very hard to look serious.

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"For science?" Steven asked, absolutely failing to look serious as he giggled.

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"For science!" Watts echoed, unable to keep that serious expression on his face in the face of Steven giggling.

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Steven kissed him again. A little faster this time, but with the promise of more as he caressed Llewellyn's cheek. "I love you dearly, my dear."

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"As I love you, my rare one," Watts replied.

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"We're in no rush for dessert, are we?" Steven asked. He smiled shyly. "The one with ice cream?"

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"I think... I could wait," Watts said. "Possibly even until tomorrow." Depending on how the rest of their night went.

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"Late night snack?" Steven suggested, now idly toying with one of the curls in Llewellyn's hair.

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"I'd be amenable."

There were very few things that Llewellyn Watts would forgo food for. This was absolutely one of them.

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"Meanwhile we can enjoy dessert of another sort?" Steven suggested. He placed more soft kisses on Llewellyn's lips, taking a pause between each one.

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"An excellent plan," Watts agreed.

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"Of course for that you are wearing too much," Steven said. He moved his hand down to lightly tug on Llewellyn's tie. "That is a problem."

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"One solved easily enough," Watts said, already starting to unbutton his waistcoat.

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Steven's face lit up as though being given a present. He started helping by removing Llewellyn's tie. "I appreciate you being so accommodating."

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"For you, my darling, there is very little I would not do," Watts reminded him. "Removing my clothing is no trouble at all." Though it was clear from the look he gave Steven that the help was certainly appreciated, simple a task as it was.

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Steven was more than fine with helping, as he moved on to offering similar assistance with the next layers. After all, the quicker Llewellyn's clothes were gone, the quicker there was nothing in the way of him admiring Llewellyn's chest and arms. Steven rather enjoyed doing that.

[pocketpretzels]

There was something about being undressed that was enjoyable on its own, and so Watts let Steven take over once his waistcoat was out of the way.

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That was all right with Steven as well. It meant he could go at his own pace, placing kisses over Llewellyn's skin as it slowly became exposed. Steven did want to show his appreciation for the view after all.

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And eventually, all that was left was undershirt and suspenders. "Mmm," Watts gave a pleased hum at the latest of those kisses.

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"No, no, still too much," Steven said. He went to move the suspenders out of the way so that the undershirt could go next.