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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Watts nodded, and so it was with only a little reluctance that he pulled away to divest himself of the rest of his clothing.

"Now," he said, underwear and socks put aside. "Where were we?"

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Steven watched this, enraptured. When Llewellyn was done, Steven patted the spot beside him. "You were here. Close to me."

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Watts scooted back over towards Steven. "Like so?"

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Steven gave Llewellyn a kiss. "Exactly like so."

He then pulled Llewellyn closer and kissed him again.

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Watts wrapped his arms around Steven, kissing back enthusiastically. "I like it here."

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"Works out nicely," Steven said as he kissed back. He moved one hand down Llewellyn's chest to lightly toy with one of his nipples. "I like you being here."

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"Hmmm," Watts hummed happily. "Like that too."

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Steven knew what Llewellyn meant, but even so he toyed with Llewellyn's nipple a little more and asked, "This? You like this in particular?"

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"Yes," Watts breathed. "Yes, I do."

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"Have to keep it up then, shall I?" Steven said. He moved his hand over to the other nipple to start giving it some attention.

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"If- if you like," Watts replied, breath hitching.

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"I do like, actually," Steven said. He bent down and began to lightly suck on the nipple he wasn't touching.

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Which got a happy little moan out of Watts, and one of his hands found its way in to Steven's hair, gently carding through it.

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Steven likewise sighed happily. He added licking to the sucking to help give Llewellyn more sensations.

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"Mmm, yes," Watts said as his hand continued running through Steven's hair. And that was far from the only indication that he was enjoying himself, of course.

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Of course. Steven would resume showing attention to that part of Llewellyn momentarily. Right now he was going to switch the position of his mouth and his hand so that Llewellyn's nipples could enjoy similar treatment.

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A decision which garnered absolutely no complaints from Watts. The exact opposite, in fact, encouraging Steven to do more of the same.

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Steven was fine with that. He swirled his tongue around Llewellyn's nipple as he lightly pinched and caressed the other with his fingers.

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And now Watts was the one having trouble holding still. "Oh, that's good," he murmured encouragingly. "So good."

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"Shame I've only one mouth," Steven said. He licked Llewellyn's nipple again. "Could do this all over otherwise."

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"Would make- would make kissing you more- more difficult," Watts stuttered out. "Wouldnt want to neglect any part of you."

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Steven paused long enough to look up at Llewellyn with utter devotion. "You're wonderful, Llew. You really are."

Steven accompanied that by sliding his hand down to start stroking Llewellyn again.

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"I- oh! I only wish to make sure you feel- you feel loved and cared for."

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"You leave no doubt, I can promise you that," Steven said. He kept stroking, taking a moment to watch Llewellyn's face as he did.

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Watts's lips were slightly parted as he let out a moan, his eyes heavy-lidded and full of desire.