Midnight Manor Private Residence, Monday Evening

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A Thanksgiving feast, even when just for two(ish) people, was still a feast, and thus had required both yesterday and today to be properly prepared. Most of the dishes were the same as last year: the main along with the side dishes of vegetables, potatoes, and stuffing. And yes, of course there were dinner rolls.

New this year was a soup and simple garden salad. Dessert was also the same as last year, with apple cake and butter tarts (along with a batch of the non-vegan variety that had been set aside for Marc).

"It looks fantastic," Watts said, surveying everything laid out on the dining room table. "Will you light the candles, then, while I go fetch us a bottle of wine?"

[ooc: for the beau!]

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[pocketpretzels]

Dimly, Watts wondered if he ought to help get himself undressed. Except that would involve not holding on to Steven, and he enjoyed that far too much.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven liked being held, so it was all right from his point of view. He kept kissing and unbuttoning, taking his time because frankly he needed it. It wasn't easy to unbutton from this position and without looking. On the other hand that meant it allowed more opportunity to enjoy the process.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts lifted one of his hands up to tangle in Steven's hair, murmuring encouraging noises as Steven slowly but surely undid those buttons.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven made a happy sound as Llewellyn held him. He finished up with the buttons of the waistcoat and resumed undoing the remaining buttons on Llewellyn's shirt.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts would have to let go in a minute to help shuck his undershirt once Steven finished with all those buttons, but for now he was happy to keep going as they were.

[hasaknightjob]

Once done with all the buttons, Steven pushed the open halves of the waistcoat and shirt aside. He let his hand roam along Llewellyn's chest. Over his undershirt, but still appreciating what he'd uncovered.

[pocketpretzels]

The feel of Steven's hand on his chest got another of those appreciative hums along with a twitch upward of his hips.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven grinned against Llewellyn's mouth. He moved his hand up so that his fingertips could caress the bare skin just above the collar of Llewellyn's undershirt.

[pocketpretzels]

"Love you," Watts managed. "N'your hands."

[hasaknightjob]

Steven grinned. "My hands love you too."

[pocketpretzels]

"That so?" Watts asked, grinning up at Steven.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven moved his fingers up to brush against even more of Llewellyn's bare skin. "Very much so. Much like I do, actually."

[pocketpretzels]

Watts sucked in a breath at the feel of Steven's fingers on his skin. "Ah," he said. "Good. I'm glad. Very glad- to hear that."

[hasaknightjob]

"Are you?" Steven asked. He moved his fingers higher, caressing Llewellyn's neck now. Lower down, Llewellyn could probably feel how Steven was enjoying this. "Good."

[pocketpretzels]

"I am," Watts said, and while his own enjoyment was likely clear through his voice as he responded, there were also similar indications lower down as well.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven moved his hand down to lightly tug at the top of Llewellyn's undershirt. "Do you think we could - I'd like to see you. Feel you."

[pocketpretzels]

"I should like you to as well," Watts said agreeably. "And- what of your own clothing, hm?" he asked, fingers of one hand dipping below the back of Steven's shirt collar.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven shivered at the touch. "Would you like? Or shall I?"

[pocketpretzels]

"Could I watch you?" Watts asked. He did like undressing his beau, but there was also something special in having Steven undress for him.

[hasaknightjob]

"Yeah, all right," Steven said. He gave Llewellyn a kiss, then sat up. "Here?"

[pocketpretzels]

"Please," Watts said, taking the opportunity to slide upwards on the bed, so he was partially leaning back on the headboard.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven shifted so Llewellyn had freedom of movement to go where he liked. Then he began unbuttoning his own shirt. He was mainly focused on the goal of undressing, so he didn't think to do it slowly or with any awareness of being watched.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts didn't want to make Steven self-conscious about what he was doing, so he didn't say anything, simply watched, absently undoing his trousers as he did so.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven did get briefly distracted when he saw what Llewellyn was doing. He watched for a moment, his eyes dark and warm.

[pocketpretzels]

Well, now Watts felt compelled to say something. "Keep going, darling, won't you?" he asked.