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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"Do you like it?" Steven asked. "Being called gallant, that is."

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Watts thought about that.

"It's never a word I would have knowingly associated with myself?" he admitted. "But I like- I like that you consider me so."

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"So all right for a repeat from time to time?" Steven asked. He leaned in to press a kiss to Llewellyn's cheeks while they were talking.

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"If you feel it appropriate," Watts said, smiling back at him.

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"I'll keep it in mind then," Steven said. He leaned down to give Llewellyn a proper kiss.

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Watts, meanwhile, was going to go back to using his hands to explore Steven's skin as they kissed.

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Steven pressed closer, both in response to how nice the touch felt and to encourage Llewellyn to keep going.

"Love you," he murmured.

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"As I love you, my Gentleman Knight," Watts said, continuing with those touches but keeping them light and playful for now.

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"My dearest detective," Steven replied. He bumped their noses together. "All mine."

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"All yours," Watts agreed, sighing happily.

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Steven impulsively kissed the tip of Llewellyn's nose. "Even that. All mine."

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That was absolutely the right impulse to follow, as it elicited a laugh that was startlingly close to a giggle from Watts. "Even that. Happily yours."

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Steven's face lit up at eliciting that reaction. He immediately leaned in again to kiss the space between Llewellyn's eyebrows. "That too."

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Another one of those giggle-like sounds from a man definitely known for being prone to giggling. "And pleased to be so."

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Steven looked happy enough it was like he'd been given a present. He started kissing other spots on Llewellyn's face, moving in a random pattern.

"And here, and here, and here..."

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"Lucky me, to be loved by someone so very thorough," Watts declared, still laughing.

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"Can't have any bits of you feeling left out now, can we?" Steven asked. He reached to run his fingers through Llewellyn's hair, since that area wasn't as kissable as his face.

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"It's appreciated," Watts said, smile shifting from amused to content as Steven's fingers worked through his hair.

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Knowing Llewellyn liked that, Steven kept doing it, gently massaging Llewellyn's scalp.

"All this too. Your hair to your brilliant mind."

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Watts was far from tired, but he found his eyes drifting closed anyway as Steven continued. "Mmm, love you," he murmured. "And your hands."

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Steven kissed Llewellyn on the mouth. "My hands love you too."

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"Oh, that much is evident," Watts said, eyes opening once more as he met Steven's gaze. "Judging by the show you put on for me."

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Steven blushed a deep red as that had not been what he was thinking. He didn't mind it, he was just surprised.

"Yes. Well. That too."

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"You are- exceptional," Watts told him with a happy sigh.

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"I'm yours," Steven said. Then, as he remembered, "Thank you."