MHA Holosuite, Saturday Afternoon

[pocketpretzels]

It had taken no small amount of work, but eventually Watts had been able to program a scenario in the holosuite to his satisfaction. So following their return from the mainland, they'd gone back upstairs to change into clothing more appropriate for cycling- which yes, meant Watts was wearing a t-shirt definitely a t-shirt no matter what the photo is along with the bottom half of his running costume.

The setting resembled a park, with a well-paved pathway winding through landscaped trees and bushes, and two single-gear bicycles leaning against a nearby tree.

"Well," Watts said. "Are you ready to begin?"

[ooc: for the beau!]

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[hasaknightjob]

Steven looked as pleased as if he'd won a cricket match. "Got it in the end, didn't I? Trick is not to think about it. You're right."

[pocketpretzels]

"I often am," Watts said smugly. "So, another goal-post? A little further, this time?"

[hasaknightjob]

"Agreed," Steven said. "I've another idea as well. Why don't you go first? Then I'll be concentrating on watching you and not overthinking it."

[pocketpretzels]

"That seems logical," Watts agreed. "That tree there, then?" he said, pointing to one that looked to be roughly twice as far as Steven's initial jaunt.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven looked to where Llewellyn pointed, then nodded. "Looks about right. Let's try it."

[pocketpretzels]

Watts nodded, swinging his leg back over his bicycle and settling down on to the seat before setting off in one smooth motion.

He didn't go as fast as he normally might, but he also didn't go excessively slow, either. Just a nice, even pace.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven waited until Llewellyn was a length or so ahead, then followed behind him. He kept his attention on Llewellyn ahead of him and where Llewellyn was going, which in turn helped Steven from thinking too much about what he was doing. Thus muscle memory had an easier time taking over. The bike still wobbled, but not enough that Steven had to stop along the way.

(Did it help that the view of Llewellyn from behind was pleasantly distracting? Yes. Absolutely.)

[pocketpretzels]

Watts stopped once he reached the designated tree, hopping back down from his bicycle. "How did you find that?" he asked, since he had resisted the urge to glance behind him and see how Steven was doing himself.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven came to a stop near him a moment later, since he'd been at a slower pace as well. His steering was still wobbly, but not as bad as before. It was starting to learn more towards being the kind of turning of the wheel one did to keep the bike upright rather than because one was losing control.

"Not bad!" Steven said, pleased with himself. "Keeping an eye on you helped. I didn't look down or worry about my bike as much."

[pocketpretzels]

"Come here," he said, gesturing for Steven to lean his bicycle against the tree. "I do hope you don't get bored of this particular reward," he said, as he pulled Steven close.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven did as indicated, both in leaning his bike against a tree and in coming close for a kiss. "Hmm. No chance of that, I'd say. Far too fond of it, you see."

[pocketpretzels]

"Good," Watts said firmly. "I am glad we are on the same page there."

[hasaknightjob]

"You're an excellent incentive," Steven said. He wrapped his arms around Llewellyn's waist, hugging him close. "I can't believe you did all this for me."

[pocketpretzels]

"There is very little I wouldn't do for you, darling," Watts told him.

[hasaknightjob]

"This was a lot," Steven said. He was touched by how much effort Llewellyn had gone to. "Thank you, Llew. You're wonderful."

[pocketpretzels]

“You were willing to give it a try,” Watts said. “That meant very much to me, so I wanted to- remove any stress I could from the experience for you.”

There had been the option to program in characters that they could choose to interact with, and Watts had rather firmly decided against that.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven pressed soft kisses along Llewellyn's jawline. "You take excellent care of me. Always looking out. Making sure I feel safe."

[pocketpretzels]

“I try my best,” Watts said, tilting his head slightly so that Steven might have easier access to a particular sensitive spot. “Though you would tell me should my actions ever approach coddling. That, I would never wish to do to you.”

[hasaknightjob]

"No, no, you're fine," Steven promised. "This has been perfect so far. Much better than trying it in the park here. I'd have felt self conscious. Imagine taking a tumble in front of everyone. Having it get reported on radio."

[pocketpretzels]

“They still might report on what we do in here,” Watts felt obliged to inform him. “There’s a lock on the door, but I also regularly lock my apartment door and the squirrels manage to find a way to report on what happens inside regardless.”

[hasaknightjob]

"This is all right," Steven said. Of course it was easy for him to say so now that he hadn't fallen over on his first couple of tries. "Thank you for asking though. You? You're all right with it?"

They had been kissing after all.

[pocketpretzels]

“I- the people here are, I’m sure, very aware what two adults in a consenting relationship might get up to,” Watts said. “I have no illusions that hearing we do such things would surprise anyone. It is only- still I find uncomfortable the idea of being watched.” Which the squirrels might be doing but that was somehow easier to compartmentalise away.

[hasaknightjob]

"That's all right," Steven said. He gently caressed Llewellyn's cheek. "Only wanted to be sure is all. Marc keeps rum on hand if ever we need it for bribing. Don't mind going to get it for you."

[pocketpretzels]

"And there's you, taking care of me in return," Watts pointed out with a fond smile. "Ever my Gentleman Knight, you are."

[hasaknightjob]

"Anything for my detective," Steven replied. "Oh! Marc was so busy yesterday I didn't get a chance to thank you for your photo. Cheers. Glad that wasn't a bad surprise."