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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Well, now that got an inquiring sort of hum, because Watts was doing his best to comply with that request while also remembering Steven's earlier one.

Not that they couldn't just... go multiple times, if it came (heh) to that. That was far from a difficult proposition.

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Steven was now thinking - well, Steven was having a difficult time thinking, to be fair. But as much as he was thinking it was vague thoughts in the area of multiple times or something. Because right now he couldn't bear the idea of Llewellyn moving his mouth away before taking Steven to a climax.

"Please. Please, love. Don't stop. I like this. Please."

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Don't stop was pretty damn clear, and so Watts, who had until that moment been holding back somewhat in anticipation of switching up what he was doing, stopped holding back.

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Steven groaned again, loud and long. He clung to Llewellyn, his hand tight in his hair but not painful, as he thrust forward, chasing after the sensations that were making him tense up and get closer and closer to the edge.

Words were a bit beyond him but Steven still managed to babble, "Please" and "I love you."

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Watts's mouth was far too full to offer any similar words in return, but hopefully the thought was conveyed through the way his fingers kept gently massaging, his tongue swirling around Steven's length as his mouth worked its way up and down.

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The tension built in Steven's body as he got closer and closer, until finally he was murmuring, as a warning, "Love, I'm going to - "

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Watts hummed again in acknowledgment, gaze locking with Steven's as he worked to bring about that climax.

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Steven locked eyes in return, looking at Llewellyn with clear devotion until pleasure made his vision blur and everything narrowed to the feeling of Llewellyn's mouth until finally Steven came, shouting Llewellyn's name as he did.

(Well, "Llew!" but still.)

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And Watts was there to both drink him down eagerly, and help ease him back down afterwards.

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Which was wonderful, and Steven murmured words to that effect as he rode through the high and the come down. He loosened his hand in Llewellyn's hair and went for gently stroking his fingers through, letting that also show his appreciation for what Llewellyn was doing.

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Which felt nice, and had Watts tilting his head slightly to encourage more of the same.

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Steven kept it up, carding his fingers through Llewellyn's hair. His breathing had returned to close to normal now so he was able to say, "My wonderful, dearest Llewellyn."

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And now that his mouth was no longer occupied, Watts smiled up at him. "My darling Gentleman Knight," he replied. "My rare one."

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Steven sank back until he was sitting on the edge of the mattress. Which had the benefit of both getting him off his now weak feeling legs, and getting him closer to Llewellyn. Which in and of itself had the benefit of making it easy for Steven to lean in and give Llewellyn a lingering kiss.

"My love."

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Watts kissed him back eagerly. "That was- that was all right?" he asked. "I know it wasn't- what you asked for, originally," he added, somewhat abashed.

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"No, it was wonderful," Steven quickly assured him. "I - I'd still like that? If it's possible? But no, it was more than all right. Very all right, actually."

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"I think we can manage that," Watts replied, scrambling up to sit next to Steven. "I haven't spent myself, after all. So we'll just- allow you a little time to recover, first. There's no rush."

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Steven immediately wrapped his arms around Llewellyn now that he was closer. "You're wonderful. Thank you."

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"I love you," Watts said, holding on to Steven just as tightly. "So very much."

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"I'm not being selfish?" Steven asked, just to check. "Asking this of you?"

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"Not at all," Watts assured him. "It brings me pleasure- a different sort, but pleasure all the same- to be the one to bring you to such heights. And- I will certainly enjoy myself when I am inside of you, don't you worry," Watts assured him.

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Steven blushed, smiling. He brushed his fingertips along Llewellyn's collar. "Good. I rather hope you will. I know I shall."

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"How could I not?" Watts replied. "When making love to someone as captivating, as beautiful as you?" he asked, pulling Steven in for another kiss.

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Steven kissed him back, cupping Llewellyn's cheek. Though he did find space enough to murmur, "Thank you."

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"You're all mine, and you trust me to take care of you in the most intimate of ways," Watts pointed out. "There is something terribly, wonderfully intoxicating about that, I must admit."