Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Evening

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After their usual jaunt over to the mainland, Watts had headed to the kitchen to do a bit of baking, and then to the library for some piano practice.

And as he'd told Steven the other day at lunch, he was close to mastering the piece he was currently working on. Maddeningly close, in fact. So absorbed was he in getting to the point where he could play it through without a stumble that he did not notice as the hour ticked over past that where he usually stopped for the evening so he and Steven could have dinner together. Instead, he kept playing, and playing, single-minded in his determination to finally master the piece.

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"Oh, yes," Watts agreed, as pleasure licked through him.

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Once Steven felt they had adjusted to one another, he slowly pulled back and then slid in again, trying to get Llewellyn in that spot just so.

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Watts really was doing his best to keep his eyes on Steven, but the sensation of him moving out and then back in again, hitting just the right spot, had him tilting his head back with a moan.

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The moan felt rather nice to Steven all things considered. It made heat pool inside of him, which in turn made Steven want to pull back and thrust into Llewellyn harder than the last time. And then again, and again, as instinct began to take over.

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"Yes, yes, please," Watts said encouragingly. "Please, darling, more..."

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With that encouragement and permission, Steven kept going, thrusting into Llewellyn again and again, his own desire building as much as he was trying to do for Llewellyn's.

"Wonderful," Steven said. "Mine. All mine."

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"Yours," Watts agreed, Steven's words and actions together sending waves of pleasure rolling through him. "All yours, only yours."

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"No one else's," Steven said. He reached for one of Llewellyn's hands so he could hold it. "All for me."

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"Now and al- always," Watts agreed, threading their fingers together and squeezing Steven's hand.

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"I love you," Steven said, his breath catching as a thrust felt just as good to him as it hopefully did Llewellyn. He kept going, moving faster and harder. "My dear Llewellyn."

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Each of those thrusts sent sparks of pleasure coursing through Watts, making his toes curl and his grip on Steven's hand tighten. "Love you," he replied. "So much. My perfect, wonderful- oh, yes, my rare one..." Watts kept up his litany as pleasure continued to build.

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"That's it," Steven said, managing to go faster. "Perfect. Just like that. You - you can whenever you like, love. I have you. You're mine."

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Steven's words reached his ears and it was like- well, not like he'd been waiting for permission, but perhaps assurance. And now that he had it, those waves of pleasure were cresting higher and higher still...

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Steven held Llewellyn's hand as tight as he could. He tried to hit Llewellyn as deeply as possible with each thrust forward, looking to give Llewellyn whatever he needed.

"I've got you, my love. You're with me. All mine. Now and always."

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See, that was the thing: for all that Steven worried about his relative inexperience, he was exceptional at figuring out not just what Watts liked, but what he needed.

Which tonight was something a little harder, a little faster, than their usual, with an element of possessiveness mixed in there.

"Yes," Watts exulted as that wave crashed over him again. "Oh, oh..." and one hand was clinging tightly to Steven's, the other was making a fist which he brought up to his lips to muffle the cry as his climax shook him right down to his core.

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"That's it, that's it," Steven said as he worked Llewellyn through it. "You're all right. I have you. All mine, love. All mine."

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And as he came down from the high of the climax, that's all he could focus on, Steven's voice saying All mine.

"All yours," Watts agreed with a contented sigh.

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Steven leaned up to give Llewellyn a kiss. "All mine. I love you, Llewellyn."

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"Love you too," Watts replied, kissing back. "So very much."

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Steven still felt the heat inside of himself, but he wanted to be sure Llewellyn was all right. Also it was nice seeing Llewellyn like this.

"You're amazing," Steven told him. He squeezed Llewellyn's hand in a form of a hug. "I love you."

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Watts laughed. "I feel wonderful," he said. "That's your doing."

The hand not squeezing Steven's came to rest on his cheek, giving it a gentle caress. "And how do you feel?" he asked.

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"Like I want you very much," Steven admitted.

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"You have me, darling," Watts said. "I'm yours, remember? I want to see you finish. For me."

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"I wanted you to be all right first," Steven said. He leaned up to kiss Llewellyn again, this time with more heat behind the contact.

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"More than all right, because of you," Watts replied.