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 put his hands on Llewellyn's chest as best he could given their position. "You made a world for me."

[pocketpretzels]

"I did," Watts said, gaze meeting Steven's.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven was going to kiss Llewellyn now. He was going to take a while with the kissing too, if Llewellyn was amenable.

[pocketpretzels]

Bicycle? What bicycle?

Watts was going to kiss back enthusiastically, and was amenable to doing so for as long as humanly possible. They had a whole world to themselves, after all.

[hasaknightjob]

There'd be more words at some point, honestly there would. But first Steven was going to move his hands up to tangle in Llewellyn's hair to make sure he stayed close during all that kissing. Which was there was going to be more of before words happened. Significantly more.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts was beginning to understand why Steven had initially suggested heading over towards some trees. Not that he had any complaints about how things were currently going, but something to lean against would be nice.

[hasaknightjob]

He could lean against Steven? Steven had no problem with there being absolutely no space between the two of them. He wasn't as sturdy as a tree though, granted.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts could add a tree where they were standing, but that would require being able to ask the computer to do so, which... nah. Not happening. So instead he was just going to step backwards, tugging Steven along with him, until he was backed up against one of those trees.

[hasaknightjob]

That worked too! Steven was happy to be led in that direction. He indicated so by helping himself to some of those earlier promised nibbles once they were there.

[pocketpretzels]

See, now he had the best of both worlds! A nice, sturdy tree to lean back against, and a nice, sturdy (even if not as sturdy as a tree) Steven pressed up against him.

Winning.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven had to press close! What if the tree wasn't sturdy enough? Then Llewellyn would fall over! It'd be horrible! Clearly Steven had to add his own weight in there to help. It was simple logic.

Perhaps Steven would explain that when words returned. But for now, still kissing.

[pocketpretzels]

So very thoughtful, his beau. Which Watts was currently trying to express without the use of words.

With the use of his tongue, though.

[hasaknightjob]

Did a hum of pleasure count as speaking? It was making a sound. That sort of counted, right? Because otherwise Steven was too busy enjoying that development to say much else.

[pocketpretzels]

It was communication, certainly, so close enough?

Let Watts know he was on the right track, at any rate.

[hasaknightjob]

Difficult to be on the wrong track there, as far as Steven was concerned. He moved his hands down to hold on to the front of Llewellyn's shirt, making sure to hold tightly enough that Llewellyn didn't go anywhere as they were kissing.

For safety, of course.

[pocketpretzels]

Safety was very important! Safety was also why Watts’s hands were sliding under Steven’s t-shirt and up towards the middle of his back. Had to keep a nice, firm grip, you see.

[hasaknightjob]

Was that meant to cause shivering? Because it caused shivering. Which either meant Llewellyn was making Steven feel cold or that he was making him feel very warm indeed. One of those.

[pocketpretzels]

It was meant to feel pleasant, in any case.

“Mmnnne.”

Oh look, an attempt at a word. Of course, with lips and tongue occupied as they were it mostly just sounded like a muffled moan.

[hasaknightjob]

Muffled though it was, it did inspire Steven to start - start, not necessarily succeed - pulling back enough to attempt words of his own.

Like, "Mmmfl."

[pocketpretzels]

“Hmm?” Watts was awfully curious as to what Steven might have been trying to say. Not curious enough to pull back far enough to actually form a comprehensible word, though.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven paused kissing just enough to reply to that question with the answer, which was, "Wonderful."

[pocketpretzels]

Well, if that’s what they were doing…

“Mine,” Watts said emphatically.

[hasaknightjob]

That got another shiver out of Steven. He wrapped his arms around Llewellyn's waist. "Yours. No one else's."

[pocketpretzels]

“Mmm,” Watts hummed happily. “Good.”

Not that it had been in question, but it was the sort of thing that was just nice to reaffirm sometimes.

[hasaknightjob]

Which was why Steven had gone for affirmation rather than pointing out Llewellyn was his, even though that was also true.

"Don't mind you being a little possessive."