Harrison Hot Springs Resort, Friday late afternoon

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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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"I swear it," Watts said, going along with him easily. He smiled down at Steven. "I am utterly captivated by you, Steven Grant."

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Steven took in their position, then grinned up at him. "I'm captive by you."

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"And I shan't let you go," Watts said. A beat. "In- not in the literal sense," he hastened to add.

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"All right to be literal at the moment," Steven told him. He put his arms around Llewellyn's shoulders. "You're like a blanket."

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"All right," Watts said. "I only- I don't want you feeling trapped. Or forced."

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"I wouldn't like it if it was forceful," Steven agreed. "Actually being held so I couldn't move if I wanted to. But this is all right. Your weight is - is nice."

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"All right," Watts said, visibly relieved. He took that as an invitation to grind his hips against Steven's.

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Steven's pleased giggle was an indication Llewellyn was on the right track indeed. Steven held Llewellyn closer, going for a kiss.

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And Watts wasn't going to resist a kiss, of course, kissing back with great enthusiasm.

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Steven's pleased giggles turned into pleased sounds. He kissed Llewellyn slowly, savoring the feeling of both it and their bodies together with nothing in between them.

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Taking his cue from the pace of the kiss, the rhythm with which Watts was moving against Steven was slow and languid.

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The sounds Steven was making turned into an approving kind of hum. He shifted under Llewellyn, getting his legs on either side of him so he could rock up and get a little more friction between them.

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"Mmmm," Watts let out an approving hum of his own. "Yes," he breathed. "S'good."

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"You are," Steven said. Then, remembering, added, "Thank you."

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Another soft chuckle. "You're very welcome, darling."

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"So are you," Steven said, feeling a bit cheeky himself as he lifted his hips again.

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"Yes," Watts grinned down at him. "We've established that, haven't we?"

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"In case you forgot," Steven said. He went to kiss Llewellyn again.

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"How could I?" Watts said, kissing him back. "When you're right here?"

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"Here and yours," Steven said. He nipped at Llewellyn's lips. "Now and always."

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"I do like the sound of that," Watts replied. "That you're mine."

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Steven started pressing kisses around Llewellyn's face, murmuring in between each one, "Yours. Yours. Yours. Yours..."

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And once again, Watts was using Steven as a guide for his own rhythm, rocking against him with every repetition.

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That felt very nice indeed. Steven slowed his kisses down lingering on each one to see if that encouraged Llewellyn to press in harder.

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It did take a moment or two for Watts to pick up what Steven was putting down, so to speak, but then he was indeed pressing in harder, trying to make the most of that pleasant friction.