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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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.

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Steven watched him, enraptured. He moved his hand a little faster, trying to see if he could elicit another moan or sound.

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"Oh, yes," Watts sighed, hand not in Steven's hair fisting in the bedsheets.

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Steven started to kiss Llewellyn again. He started on Llewellyn's chest, getting each of his nipples, then slowly worked his way downward, stroking all the while.

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As Steven continued stroking, Watts's hips jutted forward, seeking more of that wonderful sensation.

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Steven smiled against Llewellyn's skin when he felt that reaction. He kept kissing, taking his time to attempt to kiss every inch of Llewellyn's abdomen as he stroked.

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"That's good," Watts managed, following another pleased moan. "Nice. Yes."

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Steven took that as encouragement to keep going, now kissing up and down Llewellyn's thighs.

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It really was difficult to stay still when faced with so many pleasant sensations, wasn't it? Watts was certainly having trouble with that, his hips twitching up again in search of more.

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Steven provided that more as he began to kiss up and down Llewellyn's length, moving his hand to caress Llewellyn's thigh instead.

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"Oh. Oh. That's. You're. Perfect," Watts sighed happily. "Perfect."

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Steven felt warm all over at the feedback. He tried to return the favor by wrapping his lips around Llewellyn and taking him as far into his mouth as he could.

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The moan that elicited was long and deep (heh), and Watts couldn't help the way his hips moved, seeking more of that wonderful wet heat.

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Steven gave a hum of his own, deliberately trying to drive the vibrations into Llewellyn's body so he could enjoy them. He moved his hand up from Llewellyn's thigh to toy with his nipple while he did.

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The brief disappointment as Steven removed his hand from Watts's thigh was very brief indeed, little sparks of pleasure jolting through him as Steven played with his nipple.

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Brief though it may have been, Steven still glanced up - his mouth full - and made a kind of questioning sound to make sure he was doing what Llewellyn wanted.

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"You're- yes," Watts managed, striking his hand through Steven's hair in an attempt to answer that questioning look.

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Steven relaxed and returned his focus to what he was doing. He gave another hum to show he understood. And also to hum, since he knew that felt nice.

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And indeed: "S'nice," Watts sighed out. "Just like that."