Harrison Hot Springs Resort, Friday late afternoon

[hasaknightjob]

Steven and Llewellyn had gone for a hike on Hicks Lake Loop, taking longer than the suggested time since they'd brought a picnic with them to enjoy along the way.

Once done, they headed back to their hotel room. There Steven had arranged for a fruit platter and flowers to be waiting.

Yes, their anniversary had been yesterday. But that didn't mean they were limited to celebrating on that day. After all, here they were taking the entire weekend.

"I rather enjoyed that," Steven said as they came into the room. "Our hike."

He figured Llewellyn could notice the gifts in his own time.

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[pocketpretzels]

"It's sweet of you to find me so," Watts replied, smiling back at Steven.

[hasaknightjob]

"You're wonderful to look at," Steven told him. He ran a hand down Llewellyn's chest. "And touch."

[pocketpretzels]

A warmth curled in his belly at the touch, and getting his trousers off suddenly became a lot more important. "Not a common opinion," he managed. "But I don't need it to be, so long as it's yours."

[hasaknightjob]

"As I believe I'm the only one who's earned the right to enjoy both," Steven said, "I'm all right with that."

Steven shifted down a little so he could help with Llewellyn's trousers. Though he did let his hands linger in the area longer than necessary to get them undone.

[pocketpretzels]

Hopefully he didn't mind the way Watts's hips twitched up, arching into that touch as Steven worked on undoing his trousers.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven didn't mind at all. He brushed his fingers over Llewellyn's length, hopefully giving him a little more to twitch into if he wanted.

[pocketpretzels]

"S'nice," Watts murmured, beaming up at Steven.

[hasaknightjob]

"I'm glad," Steven said. He reached in to pull Llewellyn free of his trousers, then give him a stroke. "Or should that have been thank you?"

[pocketpretzels]

"I think the former- implies the latter," Watts replied.

[hasaknightjob]

"Good," Steven said. He kept stroking. "Didn't want to come off like I was deflecting."

[pocketpretzels]

"You're- you're not," Watts assured him. "Haven't in a while, honestly."

[hasaknightjob]

Steven brightened. In spite of being distracted by the topic, he kept stroking. "Really? I've been trying not to."

[pocketpretzels]

"Been doing good," Watts assured him. "So good."

It's possible he was also talking about what Steven was doing right now.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven smiled shyly, since compliments on either worked fine for him really. "Thank you. See? We improve each other. You help me improve at least."

[pocketpretzels]

"Mmm," Watts hummed. "So long as you see it that way and not that- not that I am trying to change who you are. I love who you are."

[hasaknightjob]

"Never!" Steven shook his head. "I've never felt that way at all. You're supportive. You help me try things and explore. You don't hate it if I don't care for things you like. I couldn't ask for a better partner in all this."

[pocketpretzels]

"Thank you," Watts said, his voice a little breathy because, well. Steven's hand was still on him.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven was multi-tasking rather well. Perhaps it came with having a brain geared towards compartmentalizing. Regardless, he was still stroking as he said, "And when you point out things I do that's helpful. Sometimes I don't know I'm doing it. Usually I don't know I'm doing it. If it was something that I was aware of and that mattered I suppose we could have that conversation. But that's not happened yet."

[pocketpretzels]

"Mmmkay," Watts murmured. "S'long as you are happy. That is what matters most to me, above all else."

[hasaknightjob]

"Your happiness matters to me too," Steven said. "I - I mean I am happy. Very. But I'd like you to be happy as well."

[pocketpretzels]

"You're very good at making me happy," Watts said. "You're also still in your trousers," he added, with a slight frown, as if he had only just noticed this.

[hasaknightjob]

"So are you," Steven countered.

Arguably slightly less in his trousers than Steven was, given the stroking...

[pocketpretzels]

"Not entirely," Watts pointed out.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven beamed down at him. "I know, you look and feel wonderful."

[pocketpretzels]

"Flirt," Watts said, voice full of desire. "I want to see you."