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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"Maybe if you came closer?" Steven suggested, motioning for Llewellyn to scoot higher.

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"Like so?" Watts asked, obligingly scooting closer.

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Steven moved his hands to see how far he could reach. "I think that might work? What say you?"

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Watts wiggled a little in place to get comfortable. "Yes, yes. This will do nicely."

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"Wonderful," Steven said. He took the lube and started to warm some up on his hands. "You look rather handsome, you know."

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"Do I?" Watts asked. And then, because it wouldn't do to forget: "Thank you."

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Steven beamed at him. It wasn't easy to kiss in this position, so Steven went for slipping his hand to where he could lightly tease Llewellyn with a finger. "You do, my dear."

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Watts inhaled sharply at the sensation. "All for you, my darling."

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Steven watched Llewellyn, enraptured by his expressions. Steven pushed forward, gently guiding one finger inside of him by feel alone.

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"Oh," Watts breathed, rocking back on to that finger. "Oh, that's good."

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A slow smile spread on Steven's face as he watched Llewellyn. He slowly added a second finger in to see how Llewellyn reacted.

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With a pleased groan and a repeat of that rocking motion as he sought more. "Please," he managed. "Please, I need-"

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Steven slipped a third finger in, his eyes dark and never leaving Llewellyn's face. "You look amazing."

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"You make me feel amazing," Watts replied, smiling dreamily as his gaze met Steven's. "And we're only- only just getting started."

As evidenced by the fact that he could still manage a whole sentence here.

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"Glad to hear it," Steven said. Seeing Llewellyn like this was having an effect on him - the heat was obvious even in this position - but luckily it allowed for clearer thinking. He moved his fingers in deeper, trying to see if he could lightly touch Llewellyn just so.

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That light touch was enough to elicit a deep moan, and Watts was no longer meeting Steven's gaze, but only because he'd closed his eyes and tilted his head back as the pleasurable sensation rippled through him.

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"Wonderful," Steven murmured. He slowly pumped his fingers in and out. "So amazing. I love you."

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"Mmmm," Watts hummed happily, lifting himself up and then back down in an attempt to match Steven's rhythm.

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"Would you - " Steven looked at him hesitantly. "Would you like me now?"

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"Yes," Watts said fervently. "Yes please."

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"Right. Just a tic," Steven said. He gave one last push in with his fingers, then removed them so that he could focus on preparing himself. "Move back down, now?"

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Watts let out an involuntary whimper at the loss of contact, even though intellectually he knew he was soon to be filled with something even better than Steven's fingers. He scooted back down to position himself properly so that Steven could enter him.

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Steven prepped himself, then got into position so he could go inside of Llewellyn. He was hard, aching, but still waited so he could ask, "Ready?"

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"Yes," Watts replied, voice tinged with desperation.

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Steven needed a breath to steady himself after the warmth that ran through him at Llewellyn's reply. Then, feeling sure he was steady enough, he slowly slid into Llewellyn until he was all the way in.