Midnight Manor Private Residence, Monday Evening

[pocketpretzels]

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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[hasaknightjob]

The pinch got a squeak out of Steven, followed by a sigh. He reached down to put a hand on Llewellyn's shoulder, unconsciously massaging him as he placed those kisses.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts made a happy sound at the feel of Steven's hand massaging his shoulder as he kissed down his stomach.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven could take feedback, particularly for things Llewellyn liked. He kept massaging, adding in a little more pressure as he went.

[pocketpretzels]

It was nice enough that it almost distracted Watts from his ultimate goal. Almost.

So Steven might have to stretch a bit if he were to keep up that massage as Watts reached his thighs, taking a moment to run his hands up the inside of them reverently.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven stretched, though the pressure did stutter as Llewellyn made him feel all new pleasant things.

"Oh..."

[pocketpretzels]

Following his hands was a gentle kiss to each of those thighs in turn, and then Watts was taking Steven in to his mouth.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven started to move to give Llewellyn more of his thighs to work with. Then Llewellyn took him into his mouth and the movement became Steven lifting his hips up to get more of that warmth around him.

"Yes," he murmured. His hand kneaded on Llewellyn's shoulder.

[pocketpretzels]

Watts could do both!

His hands were back on Steven's thighs as his mouth and tongue began working him over.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven moaned. Not ear shattering, but loud all the same. He rocked up again as he tried to get even more contact.

[pocketpretzels]

One hand stopped with the caressing of Steven's thigh, but only so Watts could reach something else, cupping and caressing that instead.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven whimpered, squirming more. He moved his hand up to Llewellyn's hair, tangling his fingers in it as he held Llewellyn close.

"Please?"

[pocketpretzels]

Watts hummed in pleased acknowledgment, tongue swirling around the tip of Steven's length.

[hasaknightjob]

This time it was Steven's whimper that was loud. He kept moving up, trying to get more of Llewellyn's mouth. "Please, love?"

[pocketpretzels]

Watts was happy to oblige, taking Steven in as deep as he could.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven gave a long, louder moan. His hand in Llewellyn's hair started shaking. But not because of anything bad. Instead it was that the feelings were so intense and wonderful it made Steven's entire body feel like it was trembling.

"Please," he managed, breathless. "Please, love."

[pocketpretzels]

Watts hummed again in acknowledgement, the hand that had been cupping Steven sliding back even further, finding the right spot and then massaging gently as his mouth and tongue kept working him over.

[hasaknightjob]

The humming alone would've gotten Steven's hand tightening in his hair. The movement of Llewellyn's other hand added another loud moan into the mix. Steven's hips thrust forward, unconsciously seeking out more.

"Oh - please," Steven said as the pleasure built inside of him. "Please. Don't stop?"

[pocketpretzels]

Watts's other hand, the one still resting on Steven's thigh, gave it a gentle pat. As if he were assuring him that no, he did not intend to stop any time soon.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven gave another whimper. His hips began moving faster. Not hard or demanding. Just seeking out as much of Llewellyn as he could get.

"I - don't stop?" Yes, Steven had already said this but now it was more about Steven saying he was on the right path to climax. "Please. You - you're wonderful."

[pocketpretzels]

That don't stop was Watts's cue to do that thing with his tongue he knew Steven especially liked, speeding up a little to match Steven's rhythm.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven's whimpers grew constant. His hand tightened in Llewellyn's hair. His muscles tensed as the heat in his belly grew.

"Love - I - I'm - "

It was as much warning as Steven could manage while still holding himself back until he was sure Llewellyn was all right.

[pocketpretzels]

Another caress of his thigh, meant to convey that it was all right, he could let go.

[hasaknightjob]

With that Steven was gasping, and thrusting, and then crying out loudly as he tipped over the edge and came into Llewellyn's mouth, his whole body shuddering.

[pocketpretzels]

And Watts swallowed him down greedily, all the while gently caressing and petting and generally just doing his best to ease Steven back down.

[hasaknightjob]

Steven gradually began to calm down, his breath returning to normal and his muscles relaxing. He gave a light tug on Llewellyn's hair, encouraging him to come up and closer.