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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"Wouldn't that," Watts's breath hitched. "Wouldn't that be the day moved in to the apartment building?"

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"That would be the day that brought you into my life," Steven pointed out. He added a slight twist to his hand. "Which I celebrate as well."

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"Oh, oh, I see," Watts said. "I- misheard."

Could Steven blame him, really, given the wonderful sensations his hand was eliciting?

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Steven could not, which he emphasized with a kiss. "I enjoy any reason to celebrate you, actually."

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"You do spoil me," Watts agreed. "I am not always certain I deserve it, to be honest. And yet, selfishly, I am glad you think so."

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"Why wouldn't you deserve it?" Steven asked. Though he was confused, he didn't slow his hand. "You're wonderful."

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"Not everyone sees me the way you do," Watts reminded Steven.

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"Their loss and my gain," Steven replied. "And I don't intend to lose you."

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"You shan't," Watts told him. "I am yours. Now and always."

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That earned Llewellyn a kiss. As well as a twist of Steven's hand as he kept moving.

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Which, in turn, elicited a pleased moan as Watts kissed him back.

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Steven smiled into the kiss. He moved his hand faster. Just enough to increase the warmth Llewellyn was feeling.

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A warmth that had nothing at all to do with the water and everything to do with Steven's hand. Watts's hips jutted forward, seeking more.

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Steven took that as a sign to apply more pressure as he worked. He gave Llewellyn light kisses, gently sucking at his lips.

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"Yes, yes," Watts breathed against Steven's lips. Just in case the way he was moving wasn't encouragement enough.

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Steven moved his free hand up to caress Llewellyn's cheek, then hold on to his shoulder. His other hand kept moving, increasing in speed to try to bring Llewellyn's pleasure even higher.

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Effectively, if the way Watts was rocking against him was any indication, his own hands braced on Steven's hips.

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"Would you like to - " Steven asked, his hand going faster. "I - you can if you want."

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"Like to what?" Watts asked him, puzzled curiosity peeking out through the haze of pleasure.

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"For me not to stop?" Steven said. "I - I know you asked for me inside you. This could be in addition?"

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"Please, yes," Watts said quickly, firmly.

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Steven kissed Llewellyn harder. He kept working his hand, listening now for any sounds that indicated he should change his pace, or do a particular touch again. Otherwise concentrating on going faster and helping Llewellyn feel nothing but good.

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Watts felt a little greedy, getting this and more later, once they were done in the tub. But mostly he just felt good, a feeling he was happy to inform Steven about, bucking up against him, satisfied moans leaving his lips.

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It wasn't as though Steven didn't enjoy doing it. He kept going, using his thumb to trace circles around the tip of Llewellyn as his hand continued to work him.

"I love you," Steven murmured against Llewellyn's mouth. "So much."

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"Love you," Watts echoed, his grip on Steven's hips tightening as the heat built in him thanks to Steven's hands.