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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"Now and always," Steven agreed. He started kissing down Llewellyn's bare chest.

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There was still the matter of his underwear to take care of, but Steven did have a habit of being rather wonderfully distracting, so Watts was just going to see where this led.

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Steven was, himself, being distracted. But luckily when he kissed low enough he was reminded of Llewellyn's clothes and started doing what he could to get the rest out of the way.

"Right, yes, sorry. Let's just - yes, there we are."

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"All ready for you," Watts said, grinning.

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Steven grinned back, even as a blush colored his cheeks. Now that there was nothing in the way he wrapped his hand around Llewellyn and gave an appreciative stroke.

He really was doing just the worst job of sitting back and watching.

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Which was too bad, honestly, because Watts would have loved for his little show to include taking himself in hand in preparation, but Steven feeling him up through his underwear had taken care of that. And now this...

"That feels nice," Watts told him.

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"Yes, it does," Steven said, grinning up at him. Then he remembered and corrected himself, still stroking all the while. "I mean thank you. Also yes, you do."

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"Cheeky," Watts replied, hips twitching forward slightly in response to all that stroking.

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"That's where you're going next," Steven said, feeling bolder now that his own body was once again starting to be in the mood for more.

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Which got him another one of those delighted peals of laughter. "I do love you so," Watts informed him. "Why don't you get yourself situated how you'd like, hmmm?"

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"Right, yes," Steven said. He gave Llewellyn a kiss, because his laughter made Steven's heart feel light, before moving away. He got himself set up so that he could be facing Llewellyn while all this happened. "There. Done, I think?"

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"Beautiful," Watts declared, grabbing the lube and sliding back on to the bed. "My rare one, all ready for me."

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"Thank you," Steven said. He blushed but tried not to duck his head so he didn't lose a moment of looking at Llewellyn like this. "My handsome Llew."

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"All yours," Watts agreed, getting the lube ready on his fingers. "Just say the word."

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"Yours?" Steven replied, as a guess at what the word could be.

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"That'll do," Watts decided, one finger drawing a teasing circle at Steven's entrance.

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Steven shivered. He shifted to make sure Llewellyn had easy access. "All yours? Am I allowed two?"

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"Two words?" Watts asked, slipping that first finger in, searching for that sweet spot. "Or two fingers?"

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Steven's breath caught as Llewellyn touched him in just the right way.

"I - er - yes?"

He'd had an actual answer but it was now lost to the sensations. At least the one he gave wasn't inaccurate? Both options worked for him.

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"You need but ask and you shall receive," Watts told him, slipping that second finger in.

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"That - that's nice," Steven said, as his breathing grew quicker. He rocked into the touch. "More? More of you, please?"

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"So polite, even when you're wanting," Watts noted, obligingly adding another finger. "So beautiful, so perfect, so... mine," he crooned.

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Did groaning count as polite? Because Steven was doing that right now. He was also motioning for Llewellyn to come near in the hopes there could be kissing while he was moving his fingers in that wonderful fashion.

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"Yes, darling?" Watts said, leaning down obligingly.

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Steven pulled him into a heated and hungry kiss, letting that demonstrate all the pleasure Llewellyn was making him feel in this moment.