Llewellyn Watts (
pocketpretzels) wrote2024-09-28 12:14 pm
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Midnight Manor Private Residence, Saturday Evening
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.
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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"I've got you, my love. You're with me. All mine. Now and always."
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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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"All yours," Watts agreed with a contented sigh.
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"You're amazing," Steven told him. He squeezed Llewellyn's hand in a form of a hug. "I love you."
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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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His own climax may have come and gone, but watching Steven gave him pleasure in an entirely different way.
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