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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"Oh, yes," Watts assured him. "Yes. Whatever feels good, I want to see you bring yourself to completion."

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"Might be quick," Steven said. "Don't - don't want to rush your show."

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"Ever my Gentleman Knight, even now," Watts said.

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"It's for you, isn't it?" Steven pointed out, still stroking. "No good if it's not making you happy."

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"The idea was also for you to feel pleasure," Watts pointed out. "That is what I want to see."

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"Oh," Steven said. He was briefly thrown off his rhythm as he hadn't remotely considered it that way. "Really?"

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"Of course, my darling," Watts said. "Of course."

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"Oh," Steven said, still taken aback. He kept stroking, though slower than before. Only because he was taking this new information in. "I - I thought it was about performance."

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"It's about you," Watts stressed. "Yes, the performance is- an aspect, certainly. But in the end, if you are not experiencing any pleasure in the act, then- there would be none in it for me, either."

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Steven needed to kiss Llewellyn just then. Not to fully interrupt what he was already doing. More to show his appreciation as he had a better understanding of what was going on.

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"My rare one," Watts was all too happy to kiss him back.

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"I thought it was about pretending somehow," Steven said. "I didn't know how to do that. I only know how to think about wanting you."

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"No, no," Watts shook his head. "Pretense is- that is the opposite of what I wanted. I am sorry I did not explain myself very well," he said, looking regretful.

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"No, no." Steven quickly kissed him to reassure him. "It's me. I've little experience in these things. Even the idea of it. You're being patient while I learn."

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"Thank you for being open to trying, new as this is for both of us," Watts told him.

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"It's easier if I can imagine - well, not have to imagine much, really," Steven said. He gave Llewellyn another kiss, then settled back to resume stroking himself, slowly building the speed back to before there had been the interruption.

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Watts didn't need to imagine anything at all, pupils blown with desire as he watched Steven take himself in hand once more.

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It was easier this time. Much like dancing, it went better when Steven could stop overthinking and just be.

He kept his eyes on Llewellyn, letting the sight of Llewellyn's desire fuel his own as his hand worked faster and got him closer to the edge.

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"Just like that, darling," Watts said encouragingly. "So good for me," he murmured.

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Those words sent a wave of heat through Steven. He inadvertently gave a whimper as his pleasure kicked up.

Wanting some contact as he got closer, Steven reached out with his free hand to see if he could hold Llewellyn's.

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Watts threaded their fingers together, placing a gentle kiss to the back of Steven's hand. "Beautiful," he murmured.

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Steven made another soft sound, his hand tight on Llewellyn's as he got closer to the edge.

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Watts gently rubbed his thumb across Steven's. "That's it, darling. Just like that."

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Somehow that little bit of contact on Steven's hand sent pleasant tingles though him as though Llewellyn's hand had been much lower. It was enough to get Steven that much closer, his hand going faster and faster, until he came with a loud, gulping gasp of air, clinging to Llewellyn's hand as he went over the edge.

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"Oh," Watts let out a gasp of his own, squeezing Steven's hand in return. "So beautiful, so wonderful, all for me," he crooned as Steven went over that edge.