Food Truck Festival, Cape Cod, Thursday Evening

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It was Llewellyn's birthday, which first and foremost meant Steven was taking the day off.

Well, technically the first thing was that a bottle was left out on the kitchen counter for Llewellyn to find which simply bore a note of "M" on it.

But after that was taking the day off so that Steven and Llewellyn could portal over to Steven and Marc's (and Llewellyn's now, technically) home universe for a couple of days of celebrating.

Steven and Llewellyn had checked in to their room which was complete with a welcome snack basket, but also a bouquet of red roses, a bottle of champagne, and chocolate dipped strawberries.

They then immediately headed out to go whale watching, and were lucky enough to leave with ample sightings and pictures to remember them by.

After going to their room to wash up and change - Steven into his light linen suit, just for the occasion - they then traveled to the fairgrounds where a food truck festival was being held. It was here that there would be birthday dinner. Or at least traveling from truck to truck and probably sampling every single vegan option they could find, which turned out to be many.

"Where would you like to start?" Steven asked Llewellyn.

[for the birthday beau. NFB due to distance]

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Steven moved his hands to Llewellyn's shoulders and began to massage them. "This all right? I'm not moving you too much?"

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"No, no, this is perfect," Watts assured him, feeling some of his nearly ever-present tension ease out of him.

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"Good." Steven kept up with the massage, digging in with his thumbs to try to find the spots of tension in Llewellyn's shoulders.

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"Oh," Watts sighed. "Right there."

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Steven repeated the gesture he'd just done. "There? Where my thumb is?"

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The satisfied groan as Steven's thumb kneaded at just the right spot was hopefully answer enough.

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Steven was pleased he was doing something Llewellyn liked. He kept at it, trying to mirror the gesture on Llewellyn's other shoulder.

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Watts let his eyes drift closed as he let out another satisfied noise, muscles relaxing under Steven's fingers.

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Steven kept working, glad to help Llewellyn relax after everything he'd been dealing with for the past week. He tried moving his hands down on Llewellyn's back to seek out other spots of tension.

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"Nngh," another happy groan as Steven kept hitting those tighy spots. "Don't stop." Just in case that was a possibility.

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Llewellyn couldn't see it from this angle but Steven was beaming with pride. Perhaps it could be felt in the joy in Steven's massage, though, as he tried to give attention to even more muscles along Llewellyn's back.

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He couldn't see Steven, no, but there was definitely something about the way his hands were working him over. "You're wonderful," Watts said dreamily.

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"Thank you," Steven said. He moved down to Llewellyn's lower back. "It's no hardship. Getting to touch you with no clothes on."

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"Even if I cannot really reciprocate, given our current positions relative to each other?" Watts asked.

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"You're being spoiled," Steven reminded him.

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"Ah, yes, but... ooh," another satisfied groan as another knot was worked out, and Watts had lost his train of thought.

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Steven smiled happily to himself as he kept working. He placed kisses along Llewellyn's back at random moments he felt inspired to do so.

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"That's nice too," Watts told him, smiling at the feel of those kisses.

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"Good."

Steven slipped his arms around Llewellyn's chest, resting flush against him. "How about that?"

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"Nice n comfy," Watts said approvingly.

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"And I get to hold you as well," Steven said. He kissed Llewellyn's neck again. "Benefits all around I would say."

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"Does work out perfectly," Watts agreed.

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"And there's other parts of you I can touch," Steven observed as he let one hand slide down Llewellyn's chest.

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"I like your hands," Watts offered in reply.

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"My hands like you too," Steven said. He brushed his fingertips past Llewellyn's nipples.