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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"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."

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Well a reaction like that naturally meant Watts was going to have to do it again, a playful arch to his eyebrow as he mouthed gently at the fabric.

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"O-oh - " Steven said. He put his hands on Llewellyn's shoulders to help keep his balance, as such things were a tiny bit beyond him on his own at the moment.

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Carefully, teasingly, Watts slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of those boxers, pulling them down to join the now discarded trousers.

Then, of course, he had to lean in to give Steven's length a kiss, this time without any fabric separating them.

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Steven gave a squeak at the warmth of Llewellyn's mouth against the comparative coolness of the room. His hands tightened on Llewellyn's shoulders.

"That - that's nice too."

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Oh, but that squeak was delightful.

And yes, Watts was dimly aware that he too needed to undress, as only his tie had been removed and his waistcoat unbuttoned so far, but right in this moment all of his attention was on Steven.

He leaned forward again, this time to take Steven fully in to his mouth.

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This didn't get a squeak but rather a sigh that turned into a groan. Steven's hips jutted forward, seeing out the warmth of Llewellyn's mouth.

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All very nice sounds as far as Watts was concerned. And so he kept going, using lips and tongue to work Steven over.

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Those sounds got even louder as moans joined the groaning. Steven kept moving forward too. Not with any force behind it, but unconsciously seeking out more of Llewellyn's mouth.

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And Watts would stop eventually, so that he could fulfill Steven's actual request, but- he wanted to give Steven pleasure, as much as possible, so for now he kept up what he was doing.

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That was all right. Steven's eyes had drifted half closed, and his view was focused on as much as he could see of what Llewellyn was doing with his mouth. Clothes could wait.

Steven moved one hand up to tangle in Llewellyn's hair, silently encouraging him to keep going.

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And so he did, adding a little more pressure, a little more speed, to his movements.

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"Oh!" Steven said as the sensations from that started to travel from where Llewellyn's mouth was all the way up Steven's spine. His hand tightened in Llewellyn's hair. "I -yes. That. Please?"

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Truth be told, there was something a little thrilling about doing all of this fully clothed while Steven stood nude before him.

And even if it hadn't been, Watts would have been pleased to comply with Steven's request just now.

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Steven had forgotten about clothes as his world narrowed to the feeling of Llewellyn's mouth around him. He whimpered and moaned, unconsciously rocking forward as he sought out more of what Llewellyn was doing. Every so often he managed a, "Please..."

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Watts hummed in approval, gently encouraging Steven to do as he wished.

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The hum got a much louder and longer groan out of Steven. The hand in Llewellyn's hair shook in response to the feelings of pleasure that went through Steven's body.

"Please," Steven said, gasping. "Please - more? Of - harder?"