Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Afternoon

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After their usual trip to the mainland, Steven and Llewellyn came back home for their other usual Saturday activities. Which was Llewellyn taking over the kitchen to get some baking done before his piano practice, and Steven occupying himself with other things.

In today's case those other things had been cuddling Raphael (Steven still wanted to make it up to him for being away last weekend, even if Raphael had long since forgiven them) and picking something out of the library to read while Llewellyn was practicing.

While doing that, though, Steven also thought to catch up on radio. Which was when he heard the mention of the reunion and - twenty years??

Steven checked his mobile. Then he checked his pocketwatch. Then he checked them both again.

We didn't lose time, Steven, Marc assured him from one of the reflections.

Which was all well and good but that didn't rule out -

Steven ran back to the kitchen to check on Llewellyn.

[for the beau, NFB please]

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That was all right. Steven, who had still felt a little unsettled, had been dancing around the feelings. But once he was kissing Llewellyn the heat and need to feel more of him sparked up within Steven, making the kiss more intense in the process. He cupped Llewellyn's cheek to help hold him near.

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Watts could recognise that, actually, as he'd felt something similar during the Pride festival weekend. He wrapped his arms around Steven, as much to hold him steady for kissing as to reassure him that he wasn't going anywhere.

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Steven made a soft sound of both need and approval. Approval for what Llewellyn was doing, need for even more. He moved his hand back to tangle in Llewellyn's hair, holding him in his own reassurance that neither of them was going anywhere.

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Unless and until a change in venue was required, and then they would be going there together. "Love you," Watts murmured, hands dipping down to slip beneath Steven's shirt, and then back up.

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Steven shivered, but happily so. "You - could we? I know you've your piano..."

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"Practice can wait," Watts said firmly. "What would you like, darling?"

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"You?" Steven asked, shyly. "I'd very much like you. As much of you as I can have."

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"Then you shall have me," Watts declared. "In whatever manner you desire. Let me take care of you."

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That last part made Steven melt against Llewellyn. He wrapped his arms around Llewellyn's shoulders, hugging him tight. "Yes, please? Can we go upstairs? To our room?"

Steven had more things in mind, but one step at a time.

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"Lead the way," was Watts's reply.

With a small detour to the kitchen to put away the rest of the cookies and the tea cups, of course.

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Certain felines would not be allowed any tea or biscuit stealing, no.

But once the dishes were taken care of Steven was going to take Llewellyn's hand and lead him upstairs without any delay.

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And then once they were in the bedroom, Watts was pulling Steven in close to kiss him again.

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Steven let himself be pulled, wrapping his arms around Llewellyn as he made a soft, needy sound into that kiss. He held tight, like Llewellyn might vanish if he didn't.

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"Tell me what you want," Watts murmured, before going to kiss him again. "I'm right here, and I'm all yours."

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Llewellyn's words made Steven feel as warm inside as drinking the perfect cup of tea.

(So the cup Llewellyn made for him, for example.)

Steven nuzzled Llewellyn's cheek as he kissed him, and murmured. "You against me? Nothing in between us? You... in me?"

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"Absolutely," Watts said. That did mean he'd have to pull away to get Steven- and then himself- undressed, but, well. Sacrifices had to be made.

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"Taking our time?" Steven asked. "Not - not glacial, but I'd like to enjoy you as we go."

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"Of course," Watts said, unbuttoning Steven's shirt and taking the time to kiss his skin as it was revealed to him.

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"That's it," Steven said. He watched Llewellyn with love in his eyes. "You're perfect, you know. Everything I could ever need and more besides."

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"Thank you, my darling," Watts said as he reached to undo Steven's trousers. "I hope you know I feel the same way about you."

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"I do, thank you," Steven said. He started to try to undo some of Llewellyn's buttons as well. Just because being home meant Llewellyn had fewer layers on didn't mean it wasn't still far too many.

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And normally Watts would try and insist he let him finish undressing Steven first (what? he liked having that moment to just appreciate his beau), but he wasn't in a mood to deny Steven anything right now, so.

"Good. It is important to me that you know that. How much I love you, exactly as you are."

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Steven was mainly trying to not feel selfish for not doing much for Llewellyn. There was no urgency to what he was doing, and he would trail off when Llewellyn's buttons were out of reach.

The exactly as you are made Steven feel warm again. His voice was a little choked when he said, "Thank you."

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"My rare one," Watts affirmed, leaning in for a quick kiss before he knelt to finish taking off Steven's trousers.

Though not before pressing a quick kiss to Steven's boxers (or what they covered, really) as his trousers pooled to the ground.

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That earned Llewellyn a gasp as Steven responded rather obviously to the touch (and everything else for that matter).

"That's nice."