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]

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."

[pocketpretzels]

“I never really thought of myself as the type,” Watts admitted. “And of course I don’t mean it in- a broad sense.”

[hasaknightjob]

"I know," Steven said. He kissed Llewellyn on the cheek to reassure him without getting too distracted. "It's like when I say you're mine. You're not my property, but I like knowing no one else can say you're their beau."

[pocketpretzels]

“You deserve so much love and care,” Watts said. “And I am glad for every ounce that your friends have for you. But romantically speaking, I like that there is only me for you.”

[hasaknightjob]

Llewellyn's words made Steven feel warm and safe in places he didn't even know needed those feelings be. "Only you for me. Only me for you. I promise. No one else. I love you dearly."

[pocketpretzels]

“I love you enough to create any number of worlds just for you,” Watts said. Sure, they were worlds that existed just within the confines of this room, but that was not the point.

[hasaknightjob]

"To keep me safe and happy," Steven said.

Look, he had a history with this sort of thing and it meant a great deal that Llewellyn would not only do it but make him aware it was happening. There was definitely going to be a lot more than kissing or nibbling once they got back to Llewellyn's flat.