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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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.

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As Steven started to calm down, he looked at Llewellyn, his eyes half lidded and still dark.

"Love you."

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"I love you too," Watts said, leaning in to kiss him. "My rare one."

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Steven kissed him back, moving to hug him tightly while he did it.

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Watts happily let himself be pulled in to that hug. "That was- you were-"

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"You liked it?" Steven asked, sounding hopeful.

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"Oh, very much so," Watts told him, voice thick with desire.

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"Wonderful," Steven said, pleased with himself. "Not bad for a first go?"

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"Fantastic, in my opinion," Watts said. And then Steven's words caught up with him. "Does that mean- you would do that again? For me?" he asked, eyes wide.

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"Of course," Steven said. Then, to be clear, "Not - not immediately, but sometime in the future?"

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"Sometime in the future is what I meant as well," Watts assured him.

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"Besides," Steven said, giving him a warm look, "there's other plans for when I recover."

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"Glad you have not forgotten about those plans," Watts told him.

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"Of course not," Steven said. He gave Llewellyn another kiss. "They were important to you."

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"You are important to me," Watts replied.

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"As you are to me," Steven said, kissing him more. "Works out nicely then, doesn't it?"

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"It does at that," Watts agreed. "Are you ready to get out?" he asked.

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"Think so," Steven said. "You? It's your day, after all. Can stay in long as you like."

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"I'm about done myself," Watts admitted. "Be nice just to laze about in the bed for some time."

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"Then that sounds wonderful to me," Steven said. "We can see how fluffy these towels are."

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"My thoughts exactly," Watts agreed.

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Steven reached for one of the towels, stretching out enough that his backside was exposed from the water.

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Watts was of course not positioned correctly to get the full benefits of that view (though let the record state he had no complaints regarding his current view), but he did still press a kiss to that outstretched shoulder.